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designed to build heat *warning explicit*.
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designed to build heat *warning explicit*. designed to build heat we had courted and flirted. through meetings and coffees. explored the words, fired humour in volleys. now we discovered, the building was empty, world was grinding outside these walls, and within our eyes met and were sure. hands held, and heat swelled, leant in and kissed. slowly, almost shyly, these gentle touches neither resisted. checking the findings, listening to, heart beat, and heat, and kisses, and murmurs, and hands gently swayed as if by breeze moved. leaning in closer, as lips traveled further, tasting your cheeks, tracing a jawbone, exploring eyelid, and eyebrow, and noseline and earlobes, and neck slow, and totally, losing all long sighted vision, in moment alone. your words were quietened, a breath no more, to assist, as hands stroked shoulders, easing all tension, and slipped down and rolled over elbow and wrist to the fingers enmeshed, as if always been meant, to be tangled, and awoken. and the kisses from eyebrow, and nose, and cheek, lingered a while and then did down face steep slip, onto those lips, as hungry as mine, with light gentle touches we undid the twine, of past days, and past lovers, and past hours, and past terrors, lighting a light for each of us to see. our lips they did seek, to understand every line, the curve of your smile, the frown of your thoughts, the pausing, the restarting, the tongue flicker lightly, the lower lip kissed and sucked delightfully, opening ourselves through slow exploration, fanning the cinders into conflagration. still there were breathes caught, as fingers slipped buttons, as bra satin stroked, as legs leaned in closer and tried to engage, entangle, become one with other legs, pressing warm skin, to hotter skin, and feeling the shivers as fingers explored. as lips tasted deeper, and we both drank our fill, and demanded so much more, as kisses grew deeper, and sharing was easier, as defenses and fences and lines of doubt fell, as all the heavy lifting, and the conversations stilled, in our kisses the answers for this day alone. hand trapped warm, beneath buttocks so hot, with a shrug of your shoulders, a bra strap was lost, and breast full and feminine by my lips was caught, and you arched as you felt pleasure, at my tongue and nipple aligned. slow fingers lightly, as velvet scraped cross, aureole arising, around braille milk bottle top, the hands on my head drew me closer, as an exclamation of breath I listened and heard a breeze say yes. popping those buttons, loosening that zip, a moment to write, such a long time to do, we were urgent and fired up, and lips meeting hungry, we tasted, and nibbled, and sucked, in new language, alive with the learning, of what this kiss did, how that touch felt, a fresh course undertaken, in the meaning of us, as the buttons fell down, and cross underwear light stroked. tracing the edges, lingering on thigh, feeling you soar, and hover, and move, and palm more firmly crossed the thin fabric barrier, and your kiss in my ear, hot as the Sun, as hips rose to meet my questing hand and fingers for one and for all. your teeth scraped against mine, as kisses enamored, as hand stroked again, felt heat, and humid risings, the power of the touches threatened to overthrow us, as mere saplings before this breeze become by us, carrying us on, as fingers slipped past, elastic line narrow, a single finger stroking inner thigh soft, feeling explosion, as you moved against, and nipples so hard and volcanically hot, as gentle caresses your thoughts did accost. our kisses not forgotten, just played through your core, the heat and the wanting, the breathing for more, the sigh sudden caught, in back of your throat, as two questing fingers slipped over and in and dew drops caught, and rolled on up further, and small bud did finger-tip lick, and sigh once more began, released, and air to your lungs, as if holding your breath, for a deep, deep dive, to the very bottom of life, or to climb some great peak. our eyes then met, again as they had, were fire and smiles and trust and understanding and willing you on and willing me on, and with eyes open closed space between lips, and with eyes closed accepted gathering bliss, as edge of finger turned, fingernail lightly scraped, across inner walls of your pleasure, and felt you vibrate. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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