I keep imagining you sliding your hands up my thighs; toying with the waist band of my panties. Keeping your eyes on me as your big hands navigate every inch of my body. Both giving into temptation-soft music in the background, candles surrounding us.
Now it's my turn, I trace your biceps with my fingers. Straddle you with my hips-fuck you with my eyes, and smirk with triumph as I watch you quiver beneath my touch. You want me, and I want you, but there are still all these obstacles in our way.
You take this as an open invitation to tease-nipping and biting at my underwear and yanking it down. Cunt so wet it makes your mouth water, but you're not done yet. No, this is only the beginning. Your hands travel up my back goosebumps taking over my flesh and sighs of pleasure mixed with anticipation leaving our lips. You just want to get me naked-I just want your hands to touch me some more.
No bra, no panties-my turn to make a move.Yank the bull by its horns, your boxer briefs of my bedroom floor in a matter of seconds. As for you-I take my time with you. My hands sliding down your upper torso experimental with the patterns of your tattoos; hypnotized by your body. I want you all to myself tonight.
Your hands can't be held down for long, and you show this by flipping me over and slapping my bare ass-showing me who's in charge here. My nipples harden with the excitement of being taken over by you handled like a slave to your every word; every touch; gasp; whisper.
A world of bliss, mindset of lust and passion; and illusion of the truth.
