Pushing our Boundaries
I felt him. I felt his hands on my hips. His lips pressed against my own. I felt the longing between my thighs, they quivered at his touch. I sighed in pleasure as his hands groped my breasts and ass. I felt the flood between my legs and wanted to die. All he had to do was ask and he could have had all of me. My body, my soul, my spirit. It all would have been in his hands. All he had to do was touch me…. He did that and some. He let his hands write a story on my body I’d never forget. He kissed me in places that I had never been kissed. From my face to my neck to my thighs… and this is only the beginning. I haven’t even gotten to the point of meshing our bodies as one… god just the thought of him in me makes me whole body shiver with anticipation and my mind long for him more… now I guess I’ll settle for this… pushing our boundaries.
