__________by Cashazznjuice
Oh girl I want you, I desire you more than I can take.
The passion that I feel for you has taken my breath away.
An all consuming love making has taken it's place.
I wanted to start off slow with a caress upon your face.
Mesmerized by you and only you as the heat burns in my chest.
Yet that wild and untamed desire is all that is left.
That throbbing need of someone you can't describe.
As I watch you, undress you, and desire you with my eyes.
Yes that beautiful body I feel becoming one with mine.
And all your wants, all your needs are suspended in time.
As I stand behind you and trail small kisses down your back.
Do you feel me?... Because I feel you as my tongue takes the same path.
My arms are wrapped around you tightly as my hands cup your breasts.
Soft and warm, nipples harden awaiting my finger's circular caress.
Ninety-eight point seven combined, one-ninety seven point four.
Heated our bodies in tuned, as sweat emerges from our pores.
Face to face we stand our tongues intertwine darting in and out.
Deeper and deeper, wild and passionate, the inevitable is of no doubt.
As I lay you down I pin both hands above your head, on pillows it rests.
Pouring honey around your nipples, I taste the sweetness of your breasts.
My tongue explores your areola sucking until you moan in pure ecstasy.
A sound pure and sweet as the honey because I know you're wanting me.
You want me to do more.
To taste more.
To explore more of you.
And so, my hand moves across your belly and lower to find that heat in you.
You are ready, your feminine juices are flowing.
And the amount of fingers I enter into you are growing.
Your hips are moving in time with the pleasure I bring.
Faster, harder, you scream, "Baby I think I'm coming".
But wait, not just yet, "Oh girl you are so wet"!
My mouth and tongue tastes and teases your clit.
Now my fingers and tongue explore your pussy as one.
You are grabbing my hair and pulling my face into your cum.
Your inner walls contract, and you begin to shiver and your thighs shake.
Hot as fire, consuming desire is the kind of love that you and I make.
Now the heaviness of our breathing subsides,
our bodies are still and neatly entwined.
The flames that engulfed our bodies, burning out of control and unchecked.
That all consuming desire is left smoldering, to be fanned once again and
evermore fervent.
