I am going to take my time with you. I want to savour you. To drink you in slowly with every touch of my lips. I own your body as the sun goes down and I intend to take advantage of the time I have you. There will not be an inch of you left unexplored, by my eyes, my hands, my lips or my eager tongue.
Softly Kitten, close your eyes and feel my touch. Relax into my arms and let your body respond to my fingers.
Come into my arms and let me hold you close. I want to feel the soft beat of your heart as you press into my chest. Your skin shivering as my touch awakens your body. I want to hear you purr as I make you melt between my fingers, grinding gently against me as my hand snakes lower. The way your breath catches in your throat, my fingers brushing your panties. The elastic snaps and a gentle breeze makes you gasp. Do you want me to continue sweetheart? Is this what you wanted? I whisper as you squeeze my hand in silent acceptance. Your head leans against my shoulder as my fingers stretch deeper, softly pressing against you, teasing, stroking, exploring. There my girl, you’re all mine now…
Ever been played with for hours? To be the focus of boundless attention. Having every inch of your body caressed, gently, softly stroked and kissed. Every part of your thoroughly explored by eager fingers willing your body to shiver and shake from the torment of worship. Would you like that feeling? Being a toy to be enjoyed, a little plaything for a man’s hungry lust to tease and pleasure. That nonstop aching of your orgasms in the pit of your stomach, as you’re driven wild over and over again by a nimble tongue and expert digits.
Then take my hand little one, it’s time I showed you what your body is for.
The passion I have for you isn’t merely an emotion, it’s ingrained in my bones. Carved on my very soul. I yearns for your body, to touch you and hold you tight. To be on you, in you, drive deep, deeper still. I craves you with a fire that can’t be quenched but by what you can give.
Give me your body, let me feel you, all of you. I want to hold you in my arms and kiss you softly as my hands explore your body, squeezing your butt playfully as you gasp into my mouth. Let me take my time and drink in every ounce of your beauty.
I know you have a boyfriend but it doesn’t stop me fantasising. The thought of having you before me, naked, vulnerable, all mine to tease and pleasure is too much. To run my fingers over your bare flesh, to feel the shivered prickle of excitement as I graze your skin. To explore your body inch by inch, slowly, for hours. Teasing every part of you, coaxing out those soft moans and gasps as I touch you in ways that no man has ever done. Taking time to lavish affection on your body in ways you’ve only dreamt of. Making your orgasms resonate through every fibre of your being, making sure you remember me.
The touch of you intoxicates me, I can’t get enough of you. I love to hold you in my arms, my hands exploring your curves. Slowly undressing you feeling you skin shiver and prickle under my touch. The breath catching in your throat as you feel the zip fall on your dress and my fingers slip inside. Your eyes closed as my lips prise themselves from your neck, whispering my intent into your ear, preparing your mind, letting you know that you will not leave my grasp until I am sated, until you are empty of strength, and all around you turns to a blurred fog of sexual lusts, pouring over you.
I dream of kissing my way over your skin. To follow the journey of my tongue as it weaves a silken route across every curve. Can you feel my breath, lingering gently, coaxing a shiver from you, causing your skin to ripple with affection. Did you stifle a moan little one? Do you feel it building in your throat as you read each word and gaze longingly at the image, my tongue reaching higher, your breath catching, can you feel me baby?