Soft Wet Kisses
  

  I close my eyes listening to you rattle the door. Warm and relaxed I lay 
still,
my dark brown hair a wet shiney black against my pale skin. The door creaks, as 
it 
opens a swift air flows through the steamy room. Pretending to sleep, I wonder 
if 
it's the breeze that has caused my pinkish nipples to turn stone or if it is 
your
eyes that I sense gazing upon me. 
  Straining not to smile and give myself away, my heart races while your fingers
leisurely drift over my skin swirling through the warm bubbles pooled between my 
anguished breasts starved for your tender caress. My eyes open slightly, 
sneaking
a glimps of you through my dark lashes while your fingertip draws a thin line 
down
my tummy tracing ever so slightly coming to rest against the smooth flesh of my 
nethers.
I see you smile, your eyes alit with desire, passion, a childlike wonder shining
from them, fixated and rapt.
  Candlight flickers casting colors through the soft fog drifting silently
throughout the small room, while trickles of condinsation roll quiet down tile 
and 
mirrors as soft as your touch now slipping beneath the water coaxing a sigh from 
my
pouted lips. Waves deftly kiss their confines forced to rise while my body 
drowns
beneath aromatic bubbles drawn to your hand.
  Tortured by tenderness, I 'awake'. I lift my hands drawing my nails softly 
against
your cheeks letting my index finger press to your lips in a silent hush. I 
smile, my
hazel eyes drinking in each detail of your face, my own reflection in your eyes 
smiling
back at me, your lips gingerly suckling my fingers. Your arms slide beneath me, 
lifting 
me up to press against your chest. I fold my arms around you tight, my wet mouth 
covering
yours moaning softly, tasting your lips, breathing in deep as your fingers drift 
again down to my sweetness.
  I nip at your lips, your fingers taking hold of my petals, peeling them back,
pinching at my hardening clit, folding back the piece of flesh that covers it. 
My eyes close,
I sob into your lips, my body suspended by tension , twisting in your arms, your 
fingers
probing beneath my aching button. Laying there, no longer concious of anything 
but desire
rolling through my body I fall over the edge. You seal your lips to mine 
swallowing
my ravenous moans and sobs, my breasts and face burning like fire. My body 
squirms, hips
ridgid, my tight sex convulsing against your fingers as they urgently stroke and 
caress
unmercifully. I arch my back and fall limp in your arms crying out a shrill 
hoarse cry, 
floating in this sea of incessant ecstasy.