"When you are pulling against the restraints… when your back is arched and your hips are writhing… when your mouth is open in a silent scream of tortured rapture… you will know that my work has begun."
Just for a moment, I want to be so close, close enough to almost feel what you feel, to sense the desire and anticipation, the longing. Just knowing how it’s going to feel in that exact same place, the sensations that will stem from right here.
Right now, at the height of eroticism, there is no you or I. There is simply just a single entity of pleasure. To freeze this moment indefinitely, if only it weren’t so unbearable to hold.
When you were dancing with me in the club, you had no idea that I’d be the thrill you were seeking. When I asked you what your name was, did you ever expect that you’d be crying out mine while I took you with such animalistic ferocity? When our hips swayed to the music on the dance floor, did you possibly imagine that I’d be fucking you so relentlessly while your wrists were bound helplessly just the way you like, my bedroom set-up to accommodate the kinky desires you relish in? When you first saw me looking so inconspicuous amongst the crowd, did you have any idea that I’d delight in making you come until you could take no more? I’m going to fuck you until I’m certain that you’ll never forget just what I can do to you.
The smooth caress gliding across the warmth of your soft, supple skin. Lay back and let your body sink into bliss.
Screams of ecstasy and squeals of delight are not the only ways you exude pleasure; simply the gentle purr of pure sensual contentment is all that is needed to show just how your body delights in my touch.
The delicate arch of your back, the softness of your oily skin, the way your tender curves embrace my hands… lay your femininity bare for me.
How such small movements can have such a devastatingly wonderful impact on another person.