A loud knock sounds on the door. I open the door with nothing but an apron on.
A beautiful woman from my past wearing nothing but a see through Komono and 5 inch heals stands in my doorway.
I notice her earrings hanging just above her sholuder and she smells of lavender, Marijuana, and honey.
Eventually, I gather the nerve to look her in the eyes and suddenly I feel a fire.
A tingle run up and down my spin. I am at a loss for words.
I think here she is. The one I crave, daily. The one I need. The one that soothes me with a word, a look, or a touch.
I decide to let my eyes and hands guide us. I think to myself “There are no words needed.”
Only raw desire.
Raw connection.
I can’t help notice her full figure. My eyes fall to her hard nipples.
She looks at me and bites her lip.
She reaches for me and pulls me into her and whispers “what do you need most right now?”
I bring her closer to me and say “You”
She pushes me on the couch and kisses me. Working her way down my chest and then unbuckling my belt, then my pants.
She gathers me in her palms. Stroking me as she bites her lip. I press my fingers into her while watching her start to take me into her mouth.
First she slowly moves her tongue around my penis. I notice I want her, not just her mouth.
I gently take her by the mouth and pull her up to mine. I demand her to sit on top of me. So, I can feel her entire body against mine. She rides me slowly and sensually. Kissing me, biting my neck, scatching my back. I thrust deeper into her, she moans my name.
Her eyes say more, deeper, softer. I oblige.
She starts to shake, her eyes role in the back of her head and I thrust harder as she and I cum harder then I have ever felt.
She falls into me and says “how have I been missing this my whole life? Where have you been? Why did you stay away so long? Can we stay like this for awhile? So, we can just feel the pure bliss and love?”
I pull her face up and look her in the eyes and say ” I have loved you before I knew you. We can do whatever you need”
P.S. This is purely erotica that I imagined.
Sex is not the gateway to authentic love, just a piece of the puzzle. Part of the glue.
I am a woman writing from a man’s perspective.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p4igi2/lust_affection_desire_and_need