The air, a place where connections are felt. Holding the hands of two lovers who just met. Carrying the excitement from one spirit to the other. Allowing moments of giggles to tease the ear with emotions of newness created. It’s the lightness that causes the butterflies to begin fluttering inside. The smiles and tantalizing grins only enhance the idea of what is to come between these two hearts so ready to begin. Wanting to let every bit of the unknowns out with hopes it is received with complete open arms.
The air. The flow guiding the fragrances of aromas allowing the space between the two to intertwine. Leading the thoughts to linger from one glance to the next. Tickling the soul to achieve the ultimate goal. Finding the one inside each other to become the true love each has longed for. Could this really be happening? Could this be the one? Will my soul be forever changed by what little breeze has come this way? All thoughts of wondrous bliss looking for answers.
The air. One major form to which you can not see but you can touch. Feeling the movement arise to a new beginning, a new life, a new love, a new story. Can such an unforeseen form crease such a commotion which changes the hands of time? Oh if only the air understood what it was doing between two hearts full of wants and dreams and desires. Sending smells of ideas and hopes never before thought possible. But yet maybe, just maybe it truly does.
There’s an addiction to his touch that draws her close to him. Even when it is just his eyes of seduction that calls out to her. She can hold fast as long as his breath does not reach her neck. Something about the heat of him smelling her sends her mind into motion. He knows the exact location to get her body to respond to his. His pure fantasies keep him teasing. It’s like a drug for him. The preparation of his connection plans begins as she walks past with her seductive smell. She knows exactly how to get him crawling. They know as long as space is between them, safety of flirtation is all a joyous game. Curiosity has each of them wondering the moment the weakness of the only kiss will begin the process of proof of love the only way they know how. A kiss so powerful, nothing will stop them. The touch of him grabbing hers, pulling her onto him. Grabbing her face to look deep into her eyes as if to find the connection of love their souls have tucked away. Unlocking the desires from deep down. She slowly presses her lips to his. Her lips so soft, his taste so alluring. Slowly they begin to sink into the only kiss they can wrap themselves into. Slow, deep, long, passionate kisses where the mind and body become one. Two souls read into each others hearts with the eyes. Feeling each other’s emotions with the taste of the others tongues. The only kiss that keeps the two hearts intertwined with seduction of breathing for each other, trying to get as much of each other’s oxygen. As if the breath was the only source of living. Sending messages to other areas of the body, knowing no one else will ever cause such a stir inside. The only kiss to turn each other inside out. The only kiss that has ever left them both breathless and yet floating.
It was a course of life she knew too well. Where loneliness intertwines with her hell. A body she longs for somehow could never be found. Or so she thought. His deep look piercing through just one look, she began to float. She could taste the sweetest desire creating a burning to the core. His words were there holding her grasp with each exhale. Breathing in the emotions of lustful needs filled every little explosions arising inside making her moist. She longed for the touch of his lips upon her breast. Licking each nipple as if they were solely his for the taking. Oh, how her heart pounded upon each taste. A flood of wonders surge in areas she had forgotten so long ago. Awakening every fantasy she ever thought possible. Could it be his fingers trailing inside her that hooked her soul? Possibly it was the way he positioned her exactly where he wanted her and he wanted her right then.
It began inside his mind. The cuteness she came across just for a response. Maybe so but he was leaving the bait. She was very well ready to bite. He played slow, sly or even just damn right a man knowing she is on the hunt. Here’s the worm baby, where’s my nibble. She finally swallowed his sarcastic verbiage down, he has her like Puddy in his hands. He knows the one thing she loves leaving her mind dancing with seduction on the path. He will make her understand. All the wonders of her lips lasted for moments where dreams became a full on work of art. He watches her movements realizing she is for the plaque. He feeds so deep her calls send him in motion where time needs to run and stop at her eyes. He sees her complete satisfaction as she watches for his moment.
A moment in time when emotions role with each tide, a single life is full but for one major connection. Another.
A new beginning begins to present itself with a new flutter of the heart, her desires slowly begin to boil when his eyes lock a connection with hers. All her imaginations became one explosion as his fingertips brushed upon her chin pulling her face towards his. The smell of his scent sent shivers down her spine stopping at just the right place she wanted him to touch. Allowing a slow moan to slip into his ear, while guiding his body over hers. A moment in time each one had longed to examine for quite a while. As the tension builds so does his manhood, showing her his mass connection waiting on the right timing.
Neither wanted to rush the perfect pleasure yet to come.
How his mind races as her nails climb from the small of his back taking each inch of his perfectly designed form into her mental notations of areas to taste. Hearing his breathing begin to take a heightened experience, she began to caress his chest. Her tongue tracing the desires he has always wanted to endure. He finds her perfect spot to show just what his heart needs to give her. A feeling neither had ever wanted to share with any other. A moment where their hearts become one soul.
Neither wanted to rush the perfect pleasure yet to come.
It was in that moment each wall had crumbled to the ground as days carried into weeks building up to this strength of pleasure each had to give to the other. Allowing only seconds of air from where his body formed ever so strongly on top of hers. A sound of satisfaction stays just below the surface of the two intertwine. Unable to deny the intense connection which ties what was once two hearts into one magical soul. A cast iron bond where each touch is a flaming burst of desires no one has ever tamed.
Neither wanted to rush the perfect pleasure yet to come.
Lost on the trail of emotions she leans down to touch the bright yellow roses. Admiring the glow each one would send with a scent of an aroma only a lover could handle. Barely touching the tops of each one, the silkiness caresses her skin. The thoughts of his hands forming a perfect fit to her waist. Applying just the right pressure to lift her off her feet. Swimming in his soul, she reaches to hold on tight. Allowing her desires to take her into worlds only this moment could bring.
She reaches down to gather these seductive moments when a thorn of life stabbed her through her heart. The blood spills over reminding her wildest dream the reality of life all around her. She blinks to see where his glamorous form flew away to. Longing to touch the face of such beauty so deep without the worry of the pain taking over. His heart is what she was fully after. She knew each downfall would guide her to the beauty he held onto.
Wandering through each group of the dark forest she would find his tantalizing rays of eyes leading her into the world of passion waiting to be felt. Sending the warmth breeze her way to keep her creamy soft skin begging to be kissed. Only once had she known what it felt to taste his appetite. It was the once which had set her spirit on fire. An unquenchable inferno nothing could contain but one single sound from his lips.
The thunderous sounds of lust coming from within, her ties have bound her to his grasp for so long. A storm so wicked, so immortal a fighting battle inside. Here in the wide open, those words handed her the keys. It had finally come to pass the keys to her heart for the one who stole her past. The spiral of all dreams is closing her in. Her wants had taken over with his secrets she had inside. The fire continues to burn as she takes the next step toward her needs. Memorizing his every curve, watching his chest rise and fall. Knowing she was the one who could make all his storms collide.
It is the mix of emotion running through her veins as she sees the mesmerizing frame of aluminum leaning so gently by the window, telling her he is within the sounds of her voice. A rise of heat which melts her heart knowing at any moment his silhouette could come to surface right in front of her. Her mind would fill with such succulent ideas she had never viewed before. It had a grasp upon her soul so tight, the energy sends chills up her spine.
The excuses to have a very purposeful encounter, as her eyes scan his image to keep in a safe little box. Tucked away for moments of daydreams, creating the highway of fantasies she can not wait to intertwine with his. It may be the perfect moment as the information she collected made way the reasoning to set the fireworks in motion. She had set her sights on him. Every day the longing to see his beautiful face, brought the love of going to a job worth the trouble. With each second that passes, her imagination made sure his lips were touching hers. His glorious strong arms holding her, where barely oxygen was allowed to travel across. The graze of his fingertips would find every square inch of her, stopping only to keep her mind flooded with wonderous of generous bliss, where no one else exists.
Every day the longing to see his beautiful face, brought the love of going to a job worth the trouble. With each second that passes, her imagination made sure his lips were touching hers. His glorious strong arms holding her, where barely oxygen was allowed to travel across. The graze of his fingertips would find every square inch of her, stopping only to keep her mind flooded with wonderous of generous bliss, where no one else exists.
Times up, the voice of reason locked ties with him. Sending hints of exquisite notes in his view causing his curiosity to build. A description was given, sounds of his voice penetrated her hearing. The longing she had wished upon had finally broken the dam and sent her senses to clouds flying higher than an eagle. He knew she was alive, he had heard the sound of confidences she dropped to linger as he slyly walked up to her in utter amazement. Could it be her tantalizing aroma of lust had reached his curiosity so much he needed to taste the waters she left for him? Her heart showed him the sounds of his future to come. It was a sound he dove into with all his masculine fears holding on for dear life. Her first fantasy has shown one of many would always be with him.
Watching the strong and steady stare as her silhouette glides across the room as elegant ads a flower dancing in the wind. He sees his heart melting into each magnificent form she could truly hold as the perfect lover he has had the pleasure of being a part of. Looking at her smile, the words flow out ever so soft and sweet sounding to those whose attention she has held, yet feeling his thoughts are upon her soul whispering words no one else could ever know.
It is seeing him step into the water as if nothing was to be feared. Seeing the man with whom her complete spirit has intertwined with. Gazing upon every muscle formed and sculpted as if for her very own soul were pulling her inside out. The secret communications spoke between the stronghold of attraction his body has always told hers. A voice giving way to all the securities and strengths she never thought her heart could hold. A voice only her heart is allowed to hear.
As I look at you from across the room, I can hear your thoughts grasping at mine. Our eyes connected with no one else in sight. Lost in the moment, the imagination begins to unravel. I can see you walking closer towards me as my heart starts to pound so loud, I began my own concert for us. The sweetness rushes to my face as I can feel the temperature rising. This became our embrace.
Every heart reaches upon the straws of life flashing before them, trying to grasp a hold of a look so strong, so mesmerizing, so tantalizing. Creating an iron bond with the look of lace. A look from the eyes of the depths of the soul where no food can complete the fullness needed inside. An ignition set to an inferno of love whose petals of life touches all ideas to which only the two shall share.
It’s the look true undying love of perfect soulmates can speak without a word. It’s the look of utter and completely erotic, orgasmic, earth quaking desires and dreams only the two can consume.