Sunday, May 6, 2012
Waiting for It
This is exquisite, and I couldn't possibly be more aroused. But I think we need to slow things down. I take my cock by the base in my left hand, and you let go of me...your hands falling into your lap. My right hand tilts your chin slightly up, and you get the message - you're to keep your gaze locked on mine. My hand gently caresses your cheek, then wraps lightly in your hair.
I offer myself to your lips, and you open, ready. I touch my head to your tongue, but when you try to bob forward and take me in, my fist tightens in your hair and holds you there. Not yet, sexy girl...not yet.
I rub my head on your tongue...then I slowly trace the circle of your lips...making one slow clockwise circle, then a slow circle in the other direction. Your tongue flicks out to follow me. I rub my cock on your cheeks...on your chin...tracing the line of your jaw...then back to your parted lips.
I ask if you want to suck my cock? I know the answer, but I want your reaction...and the quick frantic nod of your head gives me a surge of adrenaline. I love that you want this as much as I do.
Your gaze never flinches from mine, and that might be the single most erotic part of this. You know that I love teasing you and making you wait, but you also know that I'm going to give us what we both want.
You just don't know when.