What of the dance, this dominant sway, where a lover’s hand meets the longing ache of threading fingers deep, weaving through your hair, each pulse, a promise whispered in tangled strands that I am here to know you, to draw you close, surrendering all the ways you shiver beneath the weight of wanting.
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Tonight I want nothing but you, all of you, every breath, every sound, every trembling piece of you, and I want to take my time with you, to savor you the way a starving man savors his first taste, slow and unhurried, letting my lips explore every inch of your skin,
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"...Perhaps the best foreplay ever is to wait and pray for your safe return home when you're away And what a turn on it is to imagine you in my arms, with your familiar scent overwhelming my senses after a long lonely day ...
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I'd like to share an erotic possibility with you. I use the word possibility because it's not a technique, that would reduce it to mechanics. Maybe experience would be a better word, but I still prefer possibility because of where it can take you. Like many possibilities of great power it's also simple. And like all deeply simple things there is such nuance, such subtlety to explore here.
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Grabbing your waist like a lifebuoy I am playing on your lips Caressing tunes of melody on your bare hips Hear my heart drumming against your bare breasts
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Spreading throughout, releasing yourself deeply inside me is always wanted and certainly expected. I want it as much as you do. I want to feel you inside me, lingering for days. I want to feel the passion as you explode, solidifying, creating us, connecting our bodies. I want to hear you growl with animalistic moans that resonate in my ears and through my soul, so I thoroughly miss those sounds when you are not present.
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Foreplay doesn’t start with your hands, tongue or lips… it starts with words. Yet… Most men will spend more time reading reviews for a new iPhone… than talking to their woman about her pleasure. And that’s a tragedy.
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Do not forget to make time for your pleasure today,
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The sound of your soft moans consumes every thought in my mind and sets my entire body on fire, pulling me deeper into this unexplainable connection I have with you. Every time you whisper my name in that breathless voice, it sends shivers through me, making me crave you even more than I already do.
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Lay my body beneath the stars and undress the layers of my being that have never been tasted... Breathe in my essence as it escapes my lips....taste the soul that has taken up abode in this fragile frame of forgetting.
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Tonight I want nothing but you, all of you, every breath, every sound, every trembling piece of you, and I want to take my time with you, to savor you the way a starving man savors his first taste, slow and unhurried, letting my lips explore every inch of your skin, tasting the heat of your body as I memorize the way you shiver beneath my touch, the way your breath catches when I move lower,
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I dive between your thighs, worshipping you with unrelenting hunger, pausing only to let you taste your own sweetness on my lips.
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