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She has awaited him...

Anticipated him for so very long,

and now inside of her life he was - FINALLY.

Finally she could release herself, and allow

true love to tame her beast within...

He became her most quiet need, and he overflowed

all of the absence and all of the voids within her life.

His love was so genuine, that she trusted him - because she needed him.

That was the most important thing...

That need...

To trust...

Someone...

And she had relinquished all of it, so completely...

Without any hesitation she surrendered.

As she lay there on the bed, all of her will in his hands...

As she lie there on her back...

Her hands tied to the wooden mahogany posts of the king sized bed?his bed.

The scent of jasmine and frankensense penetrating the air.  Oils from his body mixing a cocktail with hers - intoxicating them both.  Flames of candles flickering, dimly lighting the room - casting a sexual tango of their shadows on the walls surrounding them...

She was at his mercy...

Hmmm....That is - if he decided to show her any.

He crouches over her on his hands and knees ? his body was so beautiful and so powerful, like some big beautiful jungle cat staring into her eyes.  Capturing her in a trance as he loomed over her.  He tries to express the hunger he has for the taste of her love as he stares into her.  Flames from the candles dancing in his pupils, as he glares at her with so much want.

And with so much passion.

Damn...

It was too much.

She couldn't take it - for she could sense his desire to please her..

To pleasure her..

To have her inside of his love..

The moment became so intense that she tried to close her eyes..

She tries to look away.

But she couldn't.  And he knows this as he gently parts her thighs with the palms of his hands...

Hands that will know her for the rest of her life.  

And then...

Yes -  then she feels him begin..

She slowly watches his face disappear below, as he parts her lips with his and gently tastes her.

That is what it seemed like - he wasn't eating her...

He was "t a s t i n g   h e r" ...

She could feel his tongue inside of her warmth, and the moisture of his saliva trickling over her clit.  With every trickle, she can feel his lips puckering, kissing her slowly, and deeply, and methodically.

Tonguing her opening over?.and over.

Hungrily licking his lips of every drop of her that landed there.

Creating a rhythm with his tongue against her...

A rhythm that was impossible for her to anticipate.

She could hear him moaning as the taste of her satisfied him.  

Quenching his thirst...

Feeding him...

Filling him...

He had lost himself inside of her love...

Pleasing her until her juices ran down his chin onto his goatee.

But he didn't care...

She was his Baby...

She belonged to him..

This seemed to motivate him until he was so engrossed she wondered if he would ever stop.

He inhales her.

She can feel the air from him taking her in deep breaths.

The scent of her body overwhelming all of his senses.  Sweating him - working him as his d*ck began to rise and pulsate with his every intention..

His every anticipation..

His every imagination..

His powerful arms encircling her thighs

- minimizing her ratio of movement...

Her hands tied...

Her back arched..

Her knees bent...

Her breasts dancing to every gyration he creates within her.

The sensation of his mouth on her - the urgency and need within her to touch him, but not being able to because she was tied was driving her beyond madness with frustrating pleasure.

Once his lower face was covered in her juices, he crawls to her again and crouches over her - so she can see the honey of her love glistening on his face.

Damn, his beautiful face.  He leans forward - hovering right above her so she can feel his breath on her.

She can smell herself as he breathes.

Her own breathing becomes erratic as she extends her neck towards him, reaching for him - licking her juices from his face at the same time.

He kisses her - lovingly as her breathing returns to normal...

Stroking her head, caressing her breast with his lips...

The length of his body lying beside hers...

The hardness of him pressed up against her side.

She couldn't remember how many orgasms she had experienced, or how much time had passed.  She was just glad that she finally had someone who wanted so badly - to please her.

To love her..

To have her..

To   take   care   of   her..

She sighs as he reaches across her body to untie her hands...for she wants so badly to hold him - to fall asleep with her body wrapped around his.  But it was then that she saw a sparkle in his eye, as he stopped in the midst of freeing her hands completely..

He grins at her...and stares into her eyes long and hard...as he begins to taste her again...

And again..

Damn....

And again..



MoodSwingz_August2003