I hear the soft patter of raindrops above the melodic crooning of Marvin
Gaye playing in the outer room. Shadows seem to dance to the tune of the
candlelights still flickering from the breeze of the bedroom window. The
fragrance from the flames intertwined with the aftermath of our lovemaking
fills my nostrils as I snuggle closer to you. I watch you-so still, so peaceful
and a smile begins to tug at the corners of my mouth.
I lay my head in the crook of your shoulder and I close my eyes and listen
closely to your even, steady breathing as I trail your chest with my fingertips
- drawing circles ever so lightly around your nipples - remembering how
just a few short hours before, your lips had made the same passage around
my breast.
As I continue the pattern, your breathing becomes quieter and I sense you
are beginning to stir. Breathing deeply, I shift my body still closer -
positioning myself half above you needing to taste your nipple in my mouth.
My tongue begins to follow the same pattern as my fingertips in unison as a
symphony of love is orchestrated on your chest. You are awake now, but very
still, eyes still closed - as if undecided as to whether you want to venture
out of your sleep or allow me to pleasure you in your surreal world. Your
arms give you away, though, as they venture up my back and begin to press
me closer into you. I'm still trailing your body with my tongue, slowly - in
circles- downward, toward your navel, with no thought of turning back and
now I feel the hardening of your nature as desire continues to surge within
you. I am rewarded by the soft groans filling my ears as my mouth descends
and trails kisses along your inner thigh, your groin and continues to explore
every inch of your pride and soul. Your Pride is bursting now with desire,
pulsing -insistently for attention as you begin to guide my path gently with
your hands.
But -I -won't -be- rushed.
Taking my time to enjoy every moment of the passion ride thats leaving the
gate. As I stare into your eyes, I see the candlelight reflecting the burning,
smoking passion emanating from your eyes and desire causes me to take you
fully in my mouth. Needing to taste you - to be one with you so that I can
melt into that burning, smoky stare. Endless moments later, I find myself
suspended in a dreamlike state, on my back as my body opens up to invite
you inside the moist depths of me. I feel our bodies become one as you move
slowly, but steadily into the deepest caverns of my body. I breathe sharply as
you fill me completely and my muscles tighten to grip you firmly in my
treasure. Your soft groans fuel my passion and the raindrops on the
windowsill are no match for the storm you've created in me. The wetter my
cavern the tighter I grip you as you continue to rhythmically lure me to
climax. Then, when I begin to drown, I grip you one last time and we begin
to fall together. Moments later, I hear the soft patter of raindrops above the
melodic crooning of Marvin Gaye playing in the outer room and a smile
begins to tug at my mouth...........
RawEssence, 2006