A room without visual distraction a bed and you and me.
And I close my eyes and my mind scans around to take away all that I see
and at first i see only you and the only distraction is us. And I cannot switch
off the world, I cannot switch off my mind that runs at a constant pace.
I sit at the end of the bed willing the world away, still it begs to stay.
Then I feel you, your fingers trace across my shoulders moving my hair
your lips soft against my neck my eyes close as I feel your hand cup my breast.
You slowly reach toward my ear, small gentle nibbles that make my ticklish body
squirm and your arms holding me tight. Passion escapes from my lungs my lips
part and a rush of tingles spins through me. I no longer see the window or the
curtain or even the door. You pull my body back towards yours
and I can feel your heat against me. Your fingers are running through
my hair as your tongue touches me just there on my neck and still my ticklish body
bucks against you as energy builds in me. So you lay me down against
the sheets and pull my arms up and tie them gently to the posts. In the background
I am aware of visual noise that blurs from sight. My naked body bound
in front of you your eyes slowly skirt across me. Taking me in. You lay beside me.
I can feel you, hard against me. Your fingers trace the contour of my breast
as you once again explore my neck. Soft nibbles against my ear and I am again squirming.
My hips pushing up from the bed and the release is caught in my throat. You reach for my
nipples and softly bite at my neck I feel the edges of your teeth and still I cannot scream.
I am wet and I can feel the blood rushing through me. Your mouth is trailing
across my skin and your fingers move toward my reactive hips. I pull
on my ties wanting to touch you, to feel you beneath my fingers. My eyes are open
and the room blurs as I am distracted by you. Your fingers part my legs. I push
against your hand, I need to feel you. You stroke the inside of my thigh. Teasing.
Your looking now searching my face as your continue to tease
my thighs. And at that moment when you catch my eye you push your fingers
so deep inside of me my body arches and passion screams out of me…I no longer see the room. It’s me, you and a bed.
Karen Hayward (copyright) 2015.