Feeling the need?

Feeling the need?

 

Look down, following the length of your arms with your eyes.

 

Look closely at your hands. No longer are they your dainty little hands, they have become the hands of the one you desire.

 

Your fingers, are now their fingers. Their touch, is their touch. Their caress, is their caress.

 

Let these words penetrate your mind, your heart, and your soul as you touch all of your body with these new found hands. Feel as their fingertips trace the outline just below your delicate jaw. Following the path to beneath your chin, then down to the hollow of your sensual throat, squeezing to feel your moans.

 

Feel as their fingers follow the curves of your naked flesh to your soft shoulders down along to the round fullness of your breasts. Pausing to gently tug at their aroused and throbbing ends.

 

Again, this time pull them straight forward, as hard as you dare.

 

One, feel the thrill building.

 

Two, feel the pleasure surging.

 

Three, feel the pain creeping.

 

 

Release and feel the ache, rub their palms over your hardened nubs. Feel that thrumming call, that throbbing, consuming ache deep pulsing in your very core.

 

Both hands gliding down across your ribs to your sides, then further onto your waiting hips. Continuing further still, across your thighs, before reversing course, as fingernails raking up between your thighs, approaching your damp, hot, center. their fingers touching you, caressing, probing, enticing, and exciting.

 

Empty your mind, as you open your body. Their hands, our hands working together. Their lust becoming your lust. Feel their touch against our swollen delight. Feel their touch along your flesh moving it center. Feel their fingers part you, opening the dew covered petals to their fierce and magnificent gaze.

 

Lust seething in their eyes and the fire there burns you with their consuming heat. Feel their touch within your glistening pulsing, needy, dripping folds. Catching your sensitive nub between their two fingers and slowly massaging circles into the softness causing your breath to catch. Deep within your core feel the tighten of your muscles, clenching for them, as they draw pleasure from your body.

 

One, feel the thrill, their control.

 

Two, feel the throb of your own pulse.

 

Three, feel the passion build.

 

Four, feel the ache and longing.

 

Five, your body begs for more.

 

 

Release, knowing it’s theirs. Your body, your lust, your passion, your hunger, your desire, your all, belongs to me. The one who drives you, compels you, ignites you, inspires you and moves you in ways your body craves, but you haven’t yet dreamt and leaves you dripping, damp and completely spent.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/arxtrg/feeling_the_need