I'm waiting for you, my Love... Waiting for you to walk through the door... Waiting for you to see me here, warm and soft and willing...ready for your nirvanic embrace.
I know your eyes will glitter with hot desire as your heated gaze strokes my body from my toes to my head...with delicious teasing as you pause to contemplate the delights my tanned and naked body offer you.
I know too that when your eyes finally meet mine, they will be burning with a fierceness of passion that will steal my breath...make me gasp and shiver and ache for your touch.
Very slowly and deliberately, you will undress, never once breaking our gaze. I start to writhe and moan softly. Your passionate intentions are oh so perfectly clear in your eyes, spurring on my desire.....oh, my sweetest Love...
That slow, gentle touch; the briefest caress here, there...nibbling butterfly kisses on skin...now you are toying with me, building my passion higher. My body feels on fire, all shimmery and light, my breath coming in short little gasps of want and need.
Like a virtuoso, you know how to play the instrument my body becomes in your embrace. I feel myself spinning higher as you cover me with your strong hard body, your hands and lips growing more demanding.