Kiss me…

Stroke and caress my hair, face, neck and boobs then take my lips in yours, suckling and nipping ever so lightly.

Cup my butt cheeks in your palms, and make me stand on tiptoes.

Let your left hand find its way back to my hair, face, neck and boobs, stroking, and caressing, and squeezing while your right hand fingers are working and kneading my butt cheeks and occasionally stroking and toying with my clitoris through my pants.

If I’m naked, please drive those fingers into me, one, then two…

Lift me up and pin me to you, my arms wound around your neck. Better still, pin me to a wall, a table, a chair, my legs wrapped around your waist, our hips moving in sync.

Murmur my name against my lips, take my tongue in your mouth, I’ll reciprocate, matching you passion for passion, fire for fire, need for need.

We decide how it ends, with you buried in me or with me sliding down your body, hugging you closely and disentangling with a smile in my eyes, and on my lips and warmth in my heart and between my legs.