Anticipation

Pinned to the bed posts her arms and legs spread eagle,laying,waiting,anticipation playing with her mind.
He circles her taking in every inch of her,taking in every angle,every curve,
He licks his lips chapped with his undying thirst for her.
He shields her eyes with cloth of silk, to hide from her eyes where he would go.
A feather in his grasp, he runs the tip slowly up her inner thighs,
Teasingly caressing her every line.
Purrs escape from her throat,pleasure overtaking her,she longed to dig her fingertips into his strong,profound shoulders,longed to draw him in,pull him closer.
Hopeless she growls his name,as his lips brush against her naval,
His tongue teases her most sensitive of existences, as her back arches,body thrashing against her binds.
He moves from her,standing over her he walks and leans to whisper in her ear,
"Something to think about my dear."
With that she begs her lover,calls out his name,as he silently walks to a chair and sits silently watching her begging for him to complete, going insane.He loved to watch her hopelessly beg.