I Want to Write a Book
[After a few minutes of passionately kissing your neck and working my lips around to the peak of your collarbone, my hand rests on the back of your neck holding you into me as if I can't get enough of your skin, I move both my arms under yours holding you high across your back with my right conforming to your natural line and around the small of your back with my left, my left hand cradling the far side. My embrace lifts you off the ground as if an angel ascending to the heavens, arching your body from the back of your waist wrapped in my hold to the front of your chin, biting your lip, eyes closed, and succumbing to the feeling melting your desire. With my head buried in your chest, your arms are inward reaching up striving to maintain control. My tongue at this point is aching for more skin, aching for your taste, aching for your juices.with a mere piece of thin fabric keeping you from it. Sensing this, you grab the back of my head, fingers intertwined in my hair, gathering strength for a single shot at satisfaction, and pull me into you in a downward thrust with all your might and a focus on your epicenter, to satisfy your being from the outside in.
On the brink of losing all care in the world, we calm our hunger but for a moment knowing very well later tonight will be filled with more pleasure, more passion, more fun. With your fall from grace, slowly lowering you back to solid footing, our eyes meet and we let out a playful smile at the same time both lost in a complete sea of euphoria, our foreheads connecting and your hands on each side of my head as if to hold a great source of enjoyment close to your breath, close enough to breathe in. The air is filled with excitement, noise, passion, chatter, but at that point in time we are all that exist on a plane in a far off land. A firm kiss and its back to the physical world around us! Holding hands, we head back to enjoy the rest of the concert exchanging smirks and anticipating our next interlude..to be continued.]"
On the brink of losing all care in the world, we calm our hunger but for a moment knowing very well later tonight will be filled with more pleasure, more passion, more fun. With your fall from grace, slowly lowering you back to solid footing, our eyes meet and we let out a playful smile at the same time both lost in a complete sea of euphoria, our foreheads connecting and your hands on each side of my head as if to hold a great source of enjoyment close to your breath, close enough to breathe in. The air is filled with excitement, noise, passion, chatter, but at that point in time we are all that exist on a plane in a far off land. A firm kiss and its back to the physical world around us! Holding hands, we head back to enjoy the rest of the concert exchanging smirks and anticipating our next interlude..to be continued.]"
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