No peeking

 
“are you scared?” you whispered in my ear, as your hand comes across my lips for me to lick your fingers.

“no. never scared when I’m with you.”

“are you..” you pause to lick my neck up to my ear, “intimidated?” your tongue sends shivers down my body and through my soul.

“on the contrary, just anticipating.” I smile at you, knowing my face is becoming crimson, not only with passion, but from shyness. Knowing that my body is beginning to ache for you, knowing that you are about to kiss my waiting lips, knowing, even with my eyes closed, knowing of what is to come..

even through closed eyes I can still see the flickering of the candles, until all goes black and I feel your lips touch me there. They are soft against me, your hands cradling my face as you scoot just a little closer.

I can feel your passion begin to rise even with the silk sheet between us, me under, you on top of it….it bunches’ up, but there is a certain hardness that is unmistakable there. I can feel your breath beginning to deepen, as you sigh..

“not peeking?”

“no.”

“promise?”

“yes. No peeking..”

you kiss me, deeper and I feel your tongue inside my mouth. I tend to want to suck on it, to try and make it as hard as you already are but there is no way that could happen.

You moan, slightly and I can feel you even while you are kissing me slide over on me, still hard and nudging…

You break the kiss..”ah ah ah, no peeking, even yet..” you whisper low, deep..
You take your hands and run them down the length of my body on the outside of the silk fabric. My eyes roll in the back of my head as a moan escapes my lips. You stop, right at my crotch and I feel something..you lay your head there as your hands come to rest on my hips.

I catch my breath. It’s stuck in my throat and won’t go any farther. Just the weight of you there make my insides quake. I can feel you, what is about to happen and I can’t control my thoughts. My mind races and my lips are dry. I lick them and I can feel your fingers on them…I open my mouth and I suck on them as my body rises to feel your breath through the fabric, taunting me, making me want you and helpless to do anything about it.

You stop and I feel you raise up….and slowly pull the sheet down…