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Bound

hush

you press me to the wall,
your hand over my eyes.
as my world goes dark,
other things leap to life.
The hissing of rain against the windows,
the chuff of your feet against the carpet.
I can hear you breathing...
your breath is soft and ragged
telling of your suppressed desire.
I moan softly, unable
to restrict the sound.
I remember your touch, your
hands and tongue
the places they strayed...
My knees tremble, betraying
my frenzied thoughts.
you smile, a quiet laugh brushing
past my neck
as you nibble the tender skin.
I gasp, and my eyes fly open
now freed of your hands.
your fingers stroke my chest,
wandering slowly over the
bony plane between my breasts.
the other hand strays further, your palm gripping
my hip.
I arch my back,
begging quietly for your hand to touch my breasts,
to tease my taught nipples,
and to press against my
jack-hammering heart.
You comply, going
far beyond my silent request.
you smile for me, and kiss me softly on
my slightly parted lips,
and your kisses trail slowly down..
my heart stammers and thumps, nearly stopping
as your hot lips touch my nipples.
I gasp and you continue,
pushing my hip firmly to the wall with one hand,
and pulling my head back with the other,
your fingers twined in my hair.
I moan your name, my voice sharp.
My legs tremble, and I feel almost desperate.
you haven't even begun yet...
what lay in store for me?
My cries seem to light something in you,
and you move quickly,
one grand sweep of your
arm taking my legs from under me
and supporting my back.
You walk quickly to the study,
Over to the desk.
your other arm shoves the contents to the floor,
causing a crashing that I barely register.
you lay me gently on the polished wood,
smirking as I shiver at the chill.
You tug at your tie, loosing it
from your neck,
and reach for my arms.
I raise my wrists to you,
gazing at you steadily.
You quirk your eyebrows, and grin.
I know what it is you seek.
and I want it.
Now.
You chuckle,
and deftly twist the silk around my slender wrists,
binding them tight.
I laugh quietly, and twist so that I kneel on the desk,
But you shake your head, and gently push me back down.
you move quickly now, refusing to let me rise again,
and spread my legs.
before I can move, you have
my thighs pressed onto the desk,
left leg bound to the leg of the desk with another tie.
Trembling again, I wait breathless as you strip in front of me,
slowly easing away your clothes, revealing
the power and stunning
of you.
I gasp, my hips shifting against the desk,
my one free leg bent against it.
You are stunning, gloriously built,
walking perfection.
You waste no time, converging onto me, kissing me
hotly, your thighs braced against the desk,
leaning over me.
Your arms press mine to my sides,
effectively immobilizing me.
I squirm a little bit,
and kiss you back, my tongue
slipping over yours,
tasting each facet of your mouth.
Arousal builds in me,
as I feel your hot skin press over my cold
stomach,
a small spasm between my legs takes on a new intensity.
I moan from behind your lips,
and you take the cue, your lips
roving down my jaw, and onto my neck.
your tongue dances over the
soft skin there,
causing goosebumps to rise.
your kisses move lower, caressing my stomach,
your tongue slowly tracing the small indent around my belly button,
admiring the dark freckle that accents it.
Totally silenced,
my hands balled into fists,
my body begs for the attention you have yet to give.
your hands tease,
moving over my thighs, stroking my shins,
paying exquisite due to each inch of my legs.
I try to hold my breath, lest I show
how very very desperate I am.
how badly I need you to touch--

Be still...

There is nothing in my mind but this one single feeling,
the absolute agonized pleasure
of your skilled hands
confidently stroking my womanhood.
You laugh softly and kiss my stunned mouth,
your hands stroking the entrance to my most intimate place.
I arch my hips, my leg straining against  
the bind, my free one firmly
bent onto the desk, pushing against it.
You kiss me again, and I respond with fervor,
my heart thumping crazily in my ribs.
You sigh softly, amazement
dancing in your eyes
as you place your hand over my frantic heart.
I guess you never got used to that...how crazy you make me...
My entire body trembles as your fingers work their magic,
the arousal building scarily fast.
I gasp softly, my legs trembling violently.
You know these signs.
you've seen them many a time.
the small little changes in me that signal
my imminent arrival to
orgasm.
You kiss me again, this time on the forehead, slowly moving
your hands away.
I make a tiny noise of protest,
caught up in the throes of
violent need.
You left me there...
hanging and wanting on the edge of
coming...
You whisper my name, and my glazed eyes flicker to yours.
slowly the madness recedes,
and our gazes meet.
You smile for me, and give me a somber kiss,
and as you draw away, your eyes speak volumes,
telling of your own need,
your intentions towards me.
Slowly you untie the silk that held me down,
and lift me from the desk.
I refuse to settle into your arms,
instead opting to nibble your neck, my long tongue flicking against your earlobe.
you shiver and pull me back,
'tsk' ing.
I grin at you,
and kiss you quickly.
but my small digression does not deter you.
you kiss me hotly, and shift your arms.
I slip a bit down your body,
and lock my knees around your hips, my arms
around your neck.
we kiss again, this time for lust, in lieu
of expressing love.
again and again our lips meet, each touch growing more frenzied
as we fall into the mutual throes of arousal.
I remain close to climax, throbbing need matching my
pulse, which grows more insane with each passing second.
You know I can't take too much more, and so you continue,
your tongue darting over my lips,
the hand that isn't holding me up eases my head back,
and slowly you walk towards the wall, pressing me against it.
Your mouth wanders smoothly onto my neck, your tongue tracing intricacies there
before moving over to my jaw.
in a subtle motion you bring your erection against my leg
causing sparks to flash against the backs of my eyes,
my breath to come short.
I kiss you sensuously,  
and arch my hips against you, my upper stomach pressed to yours.
Our hearts are perfectly matched, each beat falling together.
there is a moment of silence,
each of us absorbing  the others presence,
our scents.
we are matched, simply one being in two separate bodies.
In this split second, there is such joy,
such ephemeral bliss,
burning brightly, colors flashing
blending, and binding.
Our eyes locked, and in that short second we didn't breathe,
to encompassed in this moment to even try.
The sharp thump of our hearts broke the vigil,
snapped us back to the present.
and the heat over took.
No longer any reason for restraint,
you moan, shaking softly
as you touch each place you can reach,
as I kiss each place my lips can,
and let my tongue explore the rest.
Each movement builds,
as we weave this intense dance
around each other,
alternating, one pressed to the wall, to both, to the other.
there are no words for this,
these acts of complete passion,
and no longer can we hold back.
You pick me up and bring me to the wall,
pressing me quickly against it.
your body flows over mine,
heat,sturdiness and one arm supporting me.
I whisper your name,
and you kiss me,
and we fall past the final barrier,
tumble into
ecstasy.

please...

a quick motion
a thrust,
the tiny draw of breath
a gasp of shocked
pleasure,
our hands twined,
and our bodies blend,
the flutter of hearts caught
on a high beyond words.
we are one.
joined now,
cast heartily into the throes of a
flesh-borne heaven.
The cries of us
blend and mix,
painting the air with
confessions of
requited desire,
of requests for more,
of expression of
euphoria.

and later, as we lay,
side by side,
the hiss of rain on the windows,
amidst our quiet breathing...

Remain with me,
always.


For always, Beloved.






Written by Dragoness
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