Bittersweet Release

This torture I agreed to  
Being dead for so long    
It's wrong I know    
But she lays out    
Calling out to me in a thong      
     
Her usually bare bodice      
Now lattice with ruby lace    
Breasts bulging in bisects    
Crotchless access for my face      
     
I agreed to this torture    
I knew I could never touch    
But she could feel my presence    
And I want to see her come      
     
Dressing like that on purpose    
Knowing that I linger here      
Thinking I would choose to leave    
Instead      
I breathe into her ear      
     
A small gasp escapes      
Chills start to form on her milky skin      
   
Close your eyes    
Pretend but if you want me gone  
Then let's begin    
     
I slide a finger down her nape cascading down her back    
A surprised moan as I linger down to the top of her crack      
     
The more she quickens      
A surge of lust and need fills my core    
Feeding the cracking whip      
I ignore the sting and go for more      
     
Addicted to that sound    
The fear and wanting on her face    
It's why shes on her back opening to me    
Mm    
Just a taste      
     
...I wish I could      
     
But it's enough to hear the      
Shaking      
Pleading    
Pathetic moans    
Cascading from her room      
To the tongue    
Of a lonely ghost      
     
She yeilds to me the power I conjure between dripping thighs    
To thrust it back to until I see whites in fluttering eyes      
     
Screaming like a kitten      
Clawing to find what isn't there    
Over and over    
Goddam    
This back and forth was not prepared      
     
If I could reach fruition I would fuckin reach it right here    
For this jump started torture    
She will never again feel me near      
     
Never will a mortal pluck that string and make it drip      
Not like this    
Little mortal tease    
Hope you enjoyed my last visit