Longing...again

All I feel is the delectable touch of the tip of your tongue circling the buds of my swollen breasts. All I hear is the sound of your breathing while kissing the nape of my neck as your fingers play in my wet, silken warmth.

I still taste you on my lips, salty and sweet.
Mmmmmmmmm, you are delicious.

I feel the burn on my back where you fingernails trace lines of pleasure in my skin as I sway my hips to an imaginary song to a rhythm of thrust, sway, rise, fall.

Your low moans reverberate through my flesh as I bite your lower lip and suck on the mound like a sweet stolen from the candy jar.

My walls tighten and I pull you deeper inside me, never wanting to let go as you find the spot so easily, stroking me into a rippling climax.

Your hands instinctively know my weaknesses. Your fingers know me inside out. You tease and touch my wicked heart and break my bonds.

Intertwined as one being, flesh in flesh, heart to heart, your eyes change from blue-green to onyx and swallow me whole. This darkness you share with me is disturbingly sinful, wicked and it pleases every fiber of my being.

As our tongues dance and mingle I moan aloud and arch into your body. I take you in, in breath and taste and my senses are overwhelmed by the erratic explosion of pleasure you are guilty of inflicting on me.

You burn your mark on me with your lips, and I accept every brand, I want you to possess me completely and utterly. I love that you ruin me, I love the bruises you leave unwittingly as you bite into my flesh while trying not to scream from ecstasy as your being quakes inside my soul.

Your mouth explores my darkest desires and I scream your name. Coming so sweetly.

When we kiss, I taste my essence on your lips and it drives me wild! You have conquered my heart, my soul, and every inch of my wanton flesh.

We buck together in a frantic rodeo as we try to melt into one. You are the drug I am addicted to, the dark forbidden cravings of my mind. You are the naughty nightmare that haunts my dreams and leads my ‘good sense’ into temptation. You bring out the bad in me and I love when you spank me for my insolence. I am your toy, and you are my slave.

We sample each other’s palettes, we drink each other’s souls. We feel each other’s temptations and exploit our rotten cores. We smell each other’s wants and crave our dirty deeds. We invoke the shadows of our thoughts in candle light and play with each other’s flesh like instruments of delectable torture.

Electric tingles erupt from our skin, our fingertips are aflame.

As the sounds of our animalistic passions echo through the halls, we shudder and breathe fire into our lives. And as you lean over to kiss my lips one final time…

I wake up…

I want to taste you again like a secret or a sin.