Sweet



Candles flicker throughout the moment as I discover your body with soft gentle kisses. Your lips, soft;
the nape of your neck,
your breast as they rise and fall with each breath to your stomach and then the very essence your womanhood.

I taste you . . . until I become intoxicated with your perfume and you sing. A melody of soft moans and gentle screams,

I taste you.

I taste you as we anticipate the moment when my flesh melts into yours; when with our body’s entwined and the candle still flickers; I slowly become one with you. I taste you, hungrily, while your inner thighs become tense and your hips scream as loud as the air deep in your lungs,

I taste you.

Your back is arched while your passion grips the sheets until your rose garden blooms with the ecstasy. The flow of your river as sweet as the waters of the Nile; I taste you. As sweet as the spring rain falling rhythmically from the sky,

I taste you.

Until you collapse and fall ever so gently into my arms,

I taste you.

oh my, yes that kinda got me excited...whew

very nice

Well well I had to fan myself a couple of times LOL good write...