I want to kiss your lips. I imagine them to taste like cherries and sin as our tongues twist and tangle. I can imagine a kiss with you that would last hours if not days. A long sensual but mad, rushed and almost desperate attempt to quench our thirst and become each other’s breath.
As my lips kiss slowly down your jawline to your neck, the scent of vanilla mixes with the sweetness of your skin and makes my head swim. Your purrs of satisfaction fill my ears. Your body begins to melt against me as my teeth graze the delicate flesh of your collarbone. Your hands swirl in my hair as I tenderly kiss and mark your flesh. Gasps and moans escape your parted lips as my hands grip and squeeze your gorgeous tits, my fingers twisting pinching and rolling your hard nipples as my mouth slowly works its way to them.
I feel your nails dig in as my teeth mark your breast. I love hearing you cry out and then feel you grip me tighter, pulling me closer in desperation. You’re mine right now and you acknowledge it, desire it. I feel you squirm under the weight of my body. Your hips rocking, pushing your passion against me. Slowly my journey continues it’s torturous trail.
I stare up at you and grin as I get lost in your lidded eyes, your expression of hunger and lust as I slowly kiss across your stomach. My hands slowly blazing a trail for my mouth to follow.
You are not hidden from me. I see all the insecurities you have all the things you consider imperfections and I want to kiss each and every one my love. I want to taste every square inch of your body and know it as well as I do my own and I will.
As my lips kiss your hip bone I see your head fall back as my fingers brush your passion. Oh so wet. So hungering.slowly and delicately I touch you as my kiss draws closer. My fingers slide effortlessly against your drenched petals. You look up as I taste you off of them. Smiling at the reaction of your face as you sweet nectar coats my lips. I feel your hands pull against my neck as I lean into you and take my first drink from your fountain.
Slow soft licks cover you completely. My hands holding your thighs apart as your scent and sweetness intoxicates me.
I’ve been waiting to taste you. To feel your body burn with desire and melt like butter against my tongue. Swirling my tongue teases squeals from your throat. As the tip pushes slowly between lust soaked lips, I feel your body tense and your hands grip my hair. I look up from between your kiss marked thighs and see your heaving chest. Your breath reacting to each flick and swirl if my tongue. Look at me. I want to see your face, I want you to look down and see how my kisses make you cum for me. I want you to see me enjoying your flood of passion. I want you to see I’m not here just to please you, I want you to see that I enjoy you. I enjoy making you cum for me. And you will not once but twice and then again as I hold your shaking hips in my grasp. I want to hear you beg me to stop and plead with me to keep going. I want to make you a wet sloppy mess for me to enjoy.
While you are still shaking I want to follow my path back up your body with my kisses until your mouth meets mine and you greedily taste your passion on my lips. I want to feel you squirm as my cock presses along you drenched pussy, your gasp as it brushes against your sensitive little clit. I want to hear the drawn out curse words as you lean into my shoulder as the tip of my cock pushes slowly between your petals stretching to take me, and that moment when I push fully and smoothly into you.
You must be ready to rumble over the edge once more. How many times so far? Your body eager for my release, matching my thrusts as we both moan and grunt. Hands gripping and grabbing. Feeling your body start to tense and shake as I throb and ache myself. One last thrust as your legs lock around my back pushing me deeper as I groan my release and you tumble once more. We find ourselves tangled at last. Our passion mixed and mingled as much as our souls… Mine… Yours…