consuming him

i and my lips crawl allover his body, the singing sighs in his trembling voice tell me to lay my kisses softer, slower, to allow the fever of my touch burn through his lust, i want him high strung and unable to hold back, i need him in a fever pitched heat.

his hands are tied to the headboard, he; a delicacy of mine, his body, his strength always easily overpower me. his eyes glimmering in the torture, his lips hot and ready to taste me, i can sense his rise in hunger. i deny him the control of taking me, instead revel in the control of his body soley for my pleasure. 

rocking my hips i tease his cock, my wetness tips in his hardness, a inch at a time, not taking him fully, pulling him out slowly, his chest rises, frustration crawling out of his pores. i still don’t untie him, i slow my pace, close my eyes, riding him shallow. my soft moans echo throughout the room, and nipples harden for his mouth.

“Sweet girl you’re so beautiful, I am aching, please I need you, I want you, I’m dying baby. Please I have to touch you.”

“As you wish Daddy.”

i lay my body flush on top of his, freeing his hands, and surrendering my body into his will.

he flips us over laying me on my back, keeping our bodies smashed together, rolls his hand down my left leg and lifts it over his hip, then by the grace of God fills me completely to the hilt. my eyes roll back from the sweet pain, my mouth opens without a sound, his lips latch onto mine, we breathe each other as our bodies create galaxies, and our souls fuse together.