This piece is going in my book, so your honest feedback is wanted and greatly appreciated.
Kiss me softly on the forehead and declare your adulation of me. Envelope my fingertips between the warm pillow-like cushions of your lips. I want to feel the arousing sensation of slow sensual kisses being distributed along my neck and shoulders, awakening my naughty epicenter. My stream of intoxicatingly warm serum overflows from provocation and excitement as you bury your face between my thighs, making me squeal from pleasurable torture.
Toss me over and playfully smack my…please, oh please take me from behind. Please don’t make me beg. It’s such a position of respected power. I feel like your damsel in distress; I trust you enough to let you have your way. You give me one breath stopping spine tingling stroke to calm me before placing me on my back.
You choose to make love to me. You opt to search my soul. I can hide nothing from you in this position; my every thought is revealed and shows on my face as you probe the deepest and innermost facets of my entity. You experiment and discover what makes me pant and moan, what feels best to me, and what causes me pain. Your main objective is to open me up so that you can release into me.
I thank you for gently prying me open so that I could liberate what you needed…
