Fantasising

You dim the lights and sit me on the bed, run your fingertips through my hair and cup my chin. Instinctively I lick my lips, dampen them slightly and watch you watch me do it. You draw your face closer to mine, like you are leaning in to kiss me. And yet you don't. You gaze into my eyes and I see yours are full of love and full of desire, gentle and tender with a barely concealed fire. Tonight, you tell me, is going to be all about you. I shudder involuntarily at your warm whisper, the intensity to your voice, and you take the opportunity to pull me in further.

Finally your lips are on mine, and your fingers are buried in my hair. Your other hand reaches the small of my back and holds me firm while you plant tender kisses on my lips. I return the kisses with urgency but you hold me back, showing me such tenderness I feel happy tears pricking my eyes. Slowly your hand brushes through my hair, your thumb stroking my cheek, you pull back and you look lost in the moment. I realise I must look the same. You return your lips to mine and this time your kisses are more teasing, my tongue flicks over your upper lip, soft and gentle, and you moan. You pull me in tighter and I can feel now how much you want this, how much you want me. Every little lick of your lips makes you jolt, and you press deeper and deeper into these glorious kisses.

Eventually you pull back and bring me to my feet. You gently lift my top and cover my stomach with tiny kisses, you pull the top up, and your kisses move too, over the swell of my covered breasts, my collarbone, my shoulders as you remove my top and throw it to the ground. Still standing, I slowly unbutton your shirt, looking to feel your soft skin on mine as you bring me close for more delicious kisses, your hands moving over my back, still slow and tender with every movement. I can barely stand with longing, and you gently lower me to the bed, unbuttoning my trousers and slipping them off as you go. You stand in front of me and remove yours too, before lying beside me and stroking my hip, the curve of my thigh, tracing your fingers over my back, and up to my shoulder, where you plant even more kisses. My skin feels electrified by your touch, every inch is alive with desire, as you kiss your way to my breasts, gently unhooking my bra as you do so. You gasp as you release them, and your mouth goes to my nipple, lightly licking and sucking. I am growling low desire-filled noises as your mouth works over one nipple then goes to the other.

Moving down over my stomach you hit the tender areas around my hips and I buck and shiver as you kiss and lick. I can see your hardness twitching through your boxers and I am desperate to feel you inside me, but I can tell that won't be for a while. Your fingers slip under my panties and you deftly slide them down, getting close to my hot aching pussy with your lips but never touching it.

You stop to take me in, like I'm a tall cool drink on a scorching hot day. You whisper sweet everythings to me as you gaze at my skin, my curves, and gently run your fingers all over me. You tell me you are controlling your desire as you want to please me so deeply, you want me to feel like never before. Your hands cradle the cheeks of my ass as you pull me in once more, and your fingers begin to do the talking...

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