I know you can’t see me. Hell, you probably can’t even hear me right now. But you sense me. Standing just on the edge of that shadow you keep looking towards.
It’s ok. I’m not going to get any closer. That isn’t what we’re going to do today. No. Lie back for me. That’s a good girl. Now just close your eyes and listen.
You feel me looking, I know. You can sense my eyes wandering over your body. Watching your breasts; licking my lips as they rise and fall with your breathing. Watching the way your body reacts and your breaths become short and shallow.
Stop.
Take a deep breath. Focus on how your fingers feel as they tease gently against your nipples. Feel how hard they get under your touch. I know you imagine those fingers are mine. You imagine them brushing you softly, teasing you before they tug whimpers from your lips.
That isn’t all you want though, is it? No, You want the scratch of my beard as I kiss your neck. The warmth of my breath as my teeth find your collar bone. I know you can feel it. I know it’s pulling needy whimpers from the pit of your stomach.