Slow dance with a Kiss

The candles provide us with soft, flickering reflection as you slip into my arms. I enjoy the softness of the robe and sweet smell of you. The old love song sets emotions on fire, emotions so deep from our past that have taught us to appreciate the present and to savor each touch and human sensation of a long slow dance.

You move quietly in my arms. Your head rests against my chest. The wine pulsates through our veins, casting a warm glow upon us and allowing the magic of true chemistry to expand between us.

The dance began much earlier as we sat on a blanket and enjoyed the newness of spring, the smell of the grass and beauty of early spring flowers. It had begun with quiet conversation and the touch of a hand, easy smiles and that unspoken word of friendship without judgment. We felt and took pleasure in a soft kiss on your neck and fingertips running down my back.

As you move closer in my arms, my thoughts come back to the present. I draw you even closer and allow you to feel the warmth in my strength. We do not hurry this dance, but simply take pleasure in being close and knowing we will have no boundaries between us during, or after the slow dance ends. I lift your face up to me to search your eyes in the soft candle light, and gently taste your lips. I love the smell of your skin and let you feel the touch of my lips and breath against your neck.

You move closer, as your body responds to the kiss. You breasts press against my chest as my hands move up and down your back. You move back slightly to unbutton my shirt and your fingertips trace through the hair on my chest, followed by gentle kisses. You press your hips closer and enjoy the reaction you have created.

I push back the robe and again breathe kisses down your neck and onto your shoulder. As the robe slightly opens, I feel your bare breast against my chest. With a draw on the tie, the robe opens and my hands move to slip inside and caress up and down the warmth of your back. The music plays on.

The sensual touches will not hurry us, but only continue to bring us slowly to connect, for the completion as one. This night we will savor each touch and taste, all the passion our bodies so desire. The old love song plays on as your body moves softly against mine. Your arms draw me close as you yield all to me in the soft candle light.

Your body is mine as my hands explore the softness of your skin. Your fingertips trace the hardness of me just
inside my jeans. I move my hand down slowly to find the soft warmth of you. The soft touch causes your breath to escape as you press toward the touch. Your hands unsnap my jeans and slip inside to feel the warmth and encircle the rigid hardness your presence has created.

Your breath is warm against my skin as you begin to slowly kiss down my chest. I feel your hands free me from the bonds of my jeans. I await with hungry anticipation as your tongue lightly explores before you take me into the wet warmth of your mouth. My hand moves down to wrap around the swollen veins of my heated firmness.

For the moment I will restrict you, allowing you to only take the swollen head, allowing me time to enjoy the pleasure you give to me. With your pleasing touch my emotions build higher, and I slowly begin to stroke the full length of the heated shaft, bringing to you a taste of my warm wetness.

With each slow deliberate stroke I feed you more of me. Feeling your lips press against my hand desiring more.

Keeping the slow mood of the night I lift you up to me, to hold you close and taste your lips as we resume the dance.

I direct you toward the desk and you find a comfortable position, as the music plays on. I step close between your open legs. My fingers move to again touch and gently circle the most sensitive of you and bring your emotions higher in the night. My hands move to your face, to kiss you softly and see the passion in your eyes.

I move closer and you feel the heat of the rigid shaft press against the hot wetness of you. Your eyes tell me
the story of your passion as the CD shifts to "pick your favorite".

You feel the desired penetration as I begin to enter you to the beat, back and forth filling the wet warmth just a little at a time, as the music plays on.

Your nails dig into my back as you take all of me. I feel the softness of your breast against my chest as my arms draw you close..

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