I see you over there. I see you waving at me. You know I want you. Right here, right now. I want to run my fingers all over you and enjoy your scent as it wafts toward my nose. My mouth is watering, just thinking about my lips touching you.
But you're determined to make me wait... taunting me with side glances and slight bobs. It's so much worse when I have to walk past, and the subtle sweetness of you tickles my nostrils. I stop and admire you, beginning to nibble on my lip... wishing you were there. Wishing you were ready, cursing that I have to wait. Please, let me just give you one loving touch without risk of damaging you. I'll hold back my voracious tendencies and slowly enjoy you.
I promise, I'll take tiny nibbles... I'll breathe you in deep as you rest against my mouth. My tongue will gently part my lips for that first taste of you. I'm restless with thoughts of you, seeing you right there... so close I can just extend my arms to caress you. But I know you're so delicate right now, and you need time to get a bit stronger. So for now, I let you just hang with your friends. But soon, soon I will pull you away.
I'll relish in the moisture of your naked flesh against my palm. I'll fight the urge to pull you quickly to my mouth. I'll study the shadows of your shape, enjoying the view of every curve and dip.
When the anticipation becomes too much, and I can feel myself surrendering to my primal desires... When I've waited long enough to let you swell to your full potential... When I can finally let you roll against my undulating tongue... Right before my lips close around you and I grant myself a sense of release... I'll close my eyes to focus entirely on how you taste. Yummmm.
I want that strawberry to ripen!!! And that's not a play on words. My plant has one that is slowly getting bigger. Hope you enjoyed, sorry it wasn't as good as my better stuff. ;)
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