We had just made love.

I was laying on my side, he was laying behind me his stomach resting against the small of my back. His large hands caressing my body, his nails lightly scratching the surface of my flesh. I felt my skin prickle underneath his touch and  I moaned slightly.

His face was buried against my neck, and I felt him smile, his breath escaping and brushing against the tenderness of skin there. My back arched and I my butt inadvertantly pushing against his groin.

He began to kiss the back of my neck and shoulder, and then he opened his mouth and began to bite lightly from the nape of my neck along my shoulder line , while tracing his hands from my throat down the length of my torso.

My hand reaching behind me, I stroked his thigh and let my hand slide to his cock .

He backed away slightly and whispered "no for your only"

I closed my eyes and let him devour me kissing and nibbling along my ribcage, my side , my hip.

His tongue moved from my hip to my thigh to the back of my knee,I began to shake uncontrollably, with the tiny electric pulses from his touch.

His strong fingers moved between my legs and he began to tease my clit with small strokes , I felt my head jolt back, my hands reaching for him. "pleeaaase" I moaned  wanting him to devour me. 

to be continued

It is late, and I am wanting
… more so needing ,
craving your hand.
Let your fingers



curl and tangle in my hair
Pull me in front of you
I know



YOU
Have the control
Watch my tongue
Slide over my lips In anticipation..



My eyes



widen with knowing
The seduction



of your power
Guide me
Own my breath
Every sound that escapes
Let it belong to you also
Bind my wrists
Bind my ankles
Bend me to your will
Awaiting



your voice so dangerous and loving
As you whisper in my ear
Who I am
What your plan is for me..
And I shiver



as I await your hand…
My pain and pleasure yield to you
And my fantasy is fulfilled in belonging…
To you … wholly…

pondering

on what it would mean
for me to let you in
and see all of me
the inconsistency
the pain
the passion
the joy

Pondering if you could understand

what it would mean for me to kneel before you

and lower my eyes

give you control

If I allow for my desire

to run free with you

I am thinking of if's and when's

when it should be now

and right now

own me

let me belong only to you

let my heart be yours and yours only

whisper to me

promises and innuendo

bite into me

and press your flesh against me

bury yourself deep within me

and

never let go

I toyed with the stick drawing a heart in the sand.

Smiling at him as he slept, content and quiet... Sun drifting over his face.



I lifted my shades from my eyes and took in the wonder of his breathing. Breathing the same air... sharing the same light. There is something magical in that I think.



My finger traced the lines of his chest, to his belly button and I leaned in and kissed his side. Whispering what I cant say to his face, against his skin. I feel a blush burn my cheeks as he raises his head and grins his blue eyes twinkling, then he lays his head back down.



I stare out at the azure water, watching the waves as they tumble playfully on the beach, my eyes close involuntarily and I breath in the salt water and sand... pressing each memory of scent in my my mind... knowing that every time I smell any of these things I will remember this moment. This one magical moment of him and me and this beach.

If words were a picture... What would my picture be ? I look around and wonder if it is the sand? the surf... lovers tangled in embrace? I hold my breath slightly and close my eyes picturing these thoughts in my head... unaware that he is staring at me, and contemplating my thoughts. I am lost in my head... in dreams and wonder.

I lift my head to the sun; feeling the breeze kiss my cheeks and eyes and am startled my his light touch on my shoulder... of his lips grazing my flesh and I feel goosebumps rise to the surface underneath his touch.

I turn my face to his, my hand touching his face and I kiss him. Until he pulls me to him and takes me . I need to feel his touch I crave his lips his hands of his body pulsating against mine. I search his eyes pleadingly... as his fingers lace into mine .

and ... I shiver beneath him ...even though the sun is warm and shining on us.

I shiver and shiver again... because I am lost in this man Because he knows me... every pain every detail ... imperfection... and yet here we are...

I am thinking of the way your fingers brush my skin...
sliding down the bend in my neck
rolling over my shoulder
grazing my breast
slipping over my waist
gripping my hip
pressing me closer
your breath... my breath
hot and close
whisper my name in that spot
the hollow of my throat
Squeeze and grope me.
Own everything that I am..
complete everything I am not
Let your lips linger
your tongue trace every line... every curve
Bite into my darkness
and kiss away my fear
dare to love me a little
and I will give you
all of me.
Shi

chance's legs... yummmm

Want to know more about him?

and yes ... I loved him greatly

Her beauty is the poetry of art.Her naked body is framed perfectly in the open window, the sheer curtains drifting, lapping at her flesh. The thought of her swirls through my soul like fire. Burning. Blazing. Flourishing.

I let her hear me coming. She arches her back, gently tilts her neck. I wrap her in my arms, hold her close, let her know she's safe. Her warmth is overwhelming. Addictive. Murderous. I breath in her seductive scent as we gaze silently over the night-softened desert.

The torrid air crackles over us in an electric tingle, hinting at the storm to come. A thick swell of clouds push in and swallow the last sliver of moon as the low rumble of thunder growls from the darkness and lingers in the mountains.

"I want it to rain," she whispers.

My hands find the soft curves of her hips, my mouth brushes the graceful slope of her neck. I let my lips linger with long, warm breaths. Her body goes as weightless as the curtains swirling in around us. She sighs as the wind rises in rabid gusts, sending the curtains in a wild frenzy over our bodies.

"So let's make it rain," I whisper against her skin.

I slowly kiss her neck, graze my teeth over her shoulder. She melts and turns into me with a gentle moan, and I lose myself in her eyes, in the warmth of her breasts, the pink of her lips. My hand sinks into the small of her back and we mesh as though we were sculpted as one.

As our mouths softly tease for a taste of one another, I can feel her pulse rushing through me and fluttering in my stomach. Our lips are so close I want to bite her, devour her, consume her. I gently taste her lips. Her mouth is as tempting as The Apple itself, only sweeter.

Lightning tears through the room in a flash of passion and fury. I pull her into me, then pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist. I can feel her warmth inches above me. My heart quickens. My soul aches.

I lay her back on the bed and take a moment to gaze at her, admire her. I caress every curve, kiss every fold, count every freckle, trace every scar, feel every texture, savor every taste, listen to her every sound. I learn her completely. Drowning in her eyes, I sink in, and we are one, together on a level deeper than flesh, more forbidden than blood.

A vicious crash of thunder rips through me. Her touch slowly fades as I wake with nothing but the thought of her taste. Her smile.

I crawl from bed and gaze out the window, down thirty-seven floors of cold high-rise, and into another merciless night in a heartless bitch of a city. I can feel my lips go flush, tingle, shiver. I just want to sit across from her. Listen to her. Laugh with her. Share with her.

I push the windows open and let the sensation of the storm embrace me. I imagine it's her, and I weep. I weep because I want it to rain. I want it to rain... for her.

unwritten...
but whispered against your ear...
"I want you... tell me you want me too"
I don't have to wait for your lips
to greedily search mine,
or for your hands.
pull me against your chest.
I want to feel
your heart
beating against my chest
as your hands
roughly
pull and guide me
to your will.
I swear
I am fascinated
by your persistance...
the relevance of being needed..
or wanted.
To hell with caution or concern.
My body yearns to be yours,
under your control.
Bend me
and move me
to your will.
My flesh aches
for your touch
aches
for your kiss
aches
for your teeth
to graze my shoulder
aches
for your fingers
entwined
pulling my hair...
discover me
every breath
every giggle
every tear
Trace my body
with yours
Own and use
grip and gaze
bite and kiss
Oh the wonders
of you
of feeling you
of knowing you
of being yours
This IS the moment
unwritten
but whispered

I am tired of feeling tired. tired of feeling alone TIRED of being numb Tired of feeling nothing. I hate that every responsibility in this home is mine and mine alone. I am craving partnership.. friendship.. a lover. I want to feel needed. Oh and a good fuck wouldn't be out of the question now would it? *shrugs*

I am thinking that celibacy sucks although it is self-imposed. I have been getting some great offers for defiling this bedroom furniture.. Should I return it with a black light? That would probably be too ROCKSTAR for me. ;o) But I am in (lol)

Contemplating can lead me to dark places I find. I am one for self punishment... as well as needing to be punished for some reason beyond my understanding. I don't know if it is because suffering is an answer to emotional release... Or if it is just because I need ...

Contemplating

groping

biting

scratching

sucking

kissing

staple holes

thighs

fingers

tongue

my pink parts

being violated

touch me tender

touch me rough

wanna go crazy

forget me

forget you

just sweat

Sometimes I feel very small.
When I see the world around me.
I like the little things...
A quiet breeze on my face.
Sunlight on my shoulders...
small wonders... small joys.
I like a soft touch
in the curve of my waist
or down my spine
hints of whispers
on my hip
or on my neck
tenderness of a tongue
as it traces my lips
or the hollow of my throat.
arms that hold me tight
and hands that grasp firm
never letting me go
fingertips
that brush my hair
out of my eyes
or tears from my cheeks
A voice that
speaks lovingly
but can change
to roughly encite passion.
I am yours...
I belong to you...

I am not sure how long I had been there, long enough to relax.

"Hey you," his voice was soft and gentle, as he lifted the cloth from my eyes.

I smiled warmly "hey..."

"Long day?" He chided. I nodded in response not saying anything. He grabbed a towel and put it on the edge of the tub and got up to walk out of the bathroom "Why don't you get out of that water before you turn to a prune, I have a surprise for you." He winked and left.

I giggled to myself and picked up the towel, standing up and wrapping it around me. I walked out of the door and into the bedroom, the lights were off , with only the glow from candles in the bathroom to illuminate my way. He stepped behind me wrapping a blindfold over my eyes.He pressed his mouth close to my ear and whispered "Do you trust me."

I bit my lower lip in anticipation and whispered back "yes"

I felt my towel fall to the floor at my feet, as he led me . " You are near the bed , I want you to lay on your stomach" He helped me to climb onto the bed and I obediently lay on my stomach. My body was tingling all over not sure what to expect. I gasped as I felt warm liquid drip from my neck to my lower back. His hands moved up to my neck and slid down moving in outward motions, kneeding and manipulating my muscles.

I moaned feeling all of the tension of my day leaving my body, and desire replacing it. His hands moved further down my back and to my buttocks squeezing . Leaning over me he kissed my neck and shoulder, then returned to massaging by butt and down my thighs. His hands teasing as they slipped between my legs grazing my clit. My back arched slightly at his touch and I moaned, my butt raising slightly. He moved his hands back to my hips and prodded me to turn over. I rolled onto my back .

He bent down and kissed my lips softly at first, then hungry.. searching my mouth with his tongue. I moved my hands to his back tracing his spine with my fingertips, returning his kisses with fervor. His kisses moved from my lips to my throat, sliding his tongue down to my breasts and sucked my nipples, which hardened appreciatively. I sighed as his lips moved down the curve of my waist and over my hips to my thighs, pushing them apart with his hands , and moving his body between them. He continued to kiss over my stomach and onto my mound. I cried out as his tongue playfully flecked at my clit.

His hands gripped my hips pulling me up to his mouth as he hungrily moved his tongue over my clit and down to my opening. I felt as his hand moved between my thighs and his finger pressed to my opening sliding it in and moving it in and out. As he continued thrusting his finger inside me he added a second and I shook as I came. I tugged at the blindfold as Lover removed his fingers and moved up thrusting his cock inside me .

"NO! leave it on" He grunted as his hands grabbed my wrists and pulled them above my head holding them down. He moved inside me harder and faster. I met each of his thrusts and moaned involuntarily. I moved my legs up and encircled his waist, and he began to rock against me harder. I tightened around him as I came. He shoved his cock in hard and held it inside me as he came filling me .

He pulled me over on to my side and pulled the blindfold off of me, kissing my mouth fully. I rolled into his side and rested my head on his shoulder. Content

It was late, I yawned slightly as I slipped a t-shirt over my head tugging it down over my panties. I turned towards the bed and smiled, watching him as he slept, the rise and fall of his chest, listening to his breathing.

I pulled the covers back and slipped in the bed beside him snuggling up next to him, sighing contentedly as he turned towards me resting his arm over my waist. "Hey you..." He smiled "Hey... sorry I woke you go back to sle.." my words were cut off by his mouth covering mine. His tongue hungrily searching mine . His hand moving to the small of my back pulling me in deeper to his kisses.