Want to Make Love?

"Want to make love?" You whispered in my ear.  Wordlessly I took your hand and led you into the bedroom.  "I guess that answers my question," you said as you pulled me close.  I leaned into you and could feel your passion growing already.  I leaned in and touched my lips to yours softly, tentatively.  Before I could take another breath your hold tightened and a hot, wet tongue plundered my mouth.  I moaned in excitement and let my hands start to wander over your back and down your hard, tight butt.

"Bed, now!"you groaned as you pushed me backwards onto the soft pile of blankets and pillows.  You climbed on top of me and pushed my shirt up, smiling when you saw I wasn't wearing a bra.  First I felt your hands on my flesh, caressing and kneading the eager buds.  Next came your tongue, driving me crazy and making me writhe with anticipation.  I held my breath as your hand moved southward towards my core.  Finally, after what felt like an eternity of teasing I felt your hand ease under my pajama bottoms and touch me most intimitely.  I let out a harsh breath and squirmed under your attentions.  "Please, baby, now!"  I muttered in anguish. 

"Not yet.  Patience is a virtue."  You replied with a smirk.  At this point I lost control and jerked wildly in release as wave after wave of pleasure hit.  You pressed deeply, milking every last sensation.  I pushed you backwards and climbed on top of you, pulling your pants down quickly.  I lifted my leg to position myself and that's when it happened.  I let one rip...loudly.  I looked at you in surprise and we both started howling with laughter. 

"Baby, am I making you blow up?"  You asked with a chuckle. 

"No, but I'm about to make you do just that!"  I whispered back as I lowered myself on top of you and drew you deep inside me. 

"Ohhhhh!" was the last thing you muttered as you gave yourself up to my control.