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By *latinumkitten OP Woman
over a year ago
from Home Counties to Middle Earth |
I yearn for you to take my breath away.
That short gasp before involuntarily expelling all the air inside me.
That moment when the lump in my throat creates a gulp.
When my mouth becomes dry.
When my legs become weak.
When my spine becomes so sensitive to touch, the vertibre almost feel like a domino chain waiting to tumble.
When you whisper in my ear, and before I can take in the words, I'm overcome with the feeling of your breath touching my skin. A signal to my whole body, for my skin now prickles to your every touch, which is tested as you so very gently run a finger slowly down my arm.
I catch sight of the lust in your eyes, burning away at you. I watch you fight it - you will not be overcome by the desire within you, not yet at least.
My own eyes, although seeing in absolute clarity, my peripheral vision heightened in the poor light, are struggling to stay from rolling back in my head.
I blink to try and steady them and refocus, before darkness befalls as you slide on a blindfold and another breathless moment overwhelms me.
My lips become dry. I try to moisten them with my own tongue but before I do, your mouth is upon mine, slow yet forceful. Your lips letting me know who's in control.
Overtaken with passion, I forge forward and kiss you, only to feel your hand on the back of my head, now gasping my hair and pulling me away from claiming that moment.
My head now tilted and locked backward, causing yet another exclamation of air from my electrified body.
My neck now exposed, you kiss it delicately and bite it lustfully, then hold me there.
Now nothing but shallow quivering pants can be heard coming from my mouth as I wait in anticipation of your next move.
You keep me waiting.
Waiting.
Delighting in my suspended animation.
My heightened awareness almost unbareable.
I want something to happen. Anything. I'm waiting, needing to hear, feel, sense something.
I feel you release me from your grasp, "Stay there!". Your footsteps fall away and I try desperately to count your steps and determine your motive for moving away and leaving me standing here. Undeterminable sounds... What are you doing??
I stay rooted to the spot. It doesn't even occur to me to move.
I hear your return and feel some sense of relief within me, then without warning and with one hand, you push me back against the wall, pinning me there by my waist, before holding my neck and I once again feel all the breath leave my body in one almighty rush. Then I find out exactly why you'd stepped away. "OHHHH..." |
Eagerly waiting for second installment.
Taken again now..
Peach x
