He knew exactly what he was doing when he was lowering his voice tone while he was telling me how well his day was.
He dared to ask if he was provoking me while he whispered caressed my senses. Without waiting for my answer, he continued to tell me that he was lying on the couch, shirtless, with his pajama pants that slowly revealed his condition.
With monosyllabus he replied, I didn't want him to realize how shaky my breathing was while he was telling me everything in his imagination we did together in that chair.
I closed my eyes and I could see him as he described himself, inviting me to snuggle up next to him; the sensation began to creep over me no matter how hard I tried to control him.
Yeah aha mmmm...!! Those were the only answers he gave him with a trembling voice. My chest was going up and down faster and faster, I could feel my heart beating fast.
He kept provoking me by describing how he would like me to approach him, sitting next to him, looking him straight in the eyes, feeling the same intensity as he was invading him. I could hear her soft groans between words and words.
I slid my hand across my body, being carried away by what I imagined, feeling each sensation amplify, provoking our first shared breath.
He kept whispering, getting carried away by the moment, asking not to stop me, to keep going, to not break what we were building.
We were both breathing faster and faster, him imagining my every move and me being carried away by his every word. Every sentence was a caress creeping over me, every sound accelerating even more the rhythm we could no longer hide.
We both get carried away at the same time, wishing everything would continue, "Don't stop"... he asked, and I would repeat over and over again, "More... keep going"... until we both surrendered to the intensity of the moment, feeling like the distance disappears completely.
®️ Jasmine Law ✨
August 30, 2022.
With monosyllabus he replied, I didn't want him to realize how shaky my breathing was while he was telling me everything in his imagination we did together in that chair.
I closed my eyes and I could see him as he described himself, inviting me to snuggle up next to him; the sensation began to creep over me no matter how hard I tried to control him.
Yeah aha mmmm...!! Those were the only answers he gave him with a trembling voice. My chest was going up and down faster and faster, I could feel my heart beating fast.
He kept provoking me by describing how he would like me to approach him, sitting next to him, looking him straight in the eyes, feeling the same intensity as he was invading him. I could hear her soft groans between words and words.
I slid my hand across my body, being carried away by what I imagined, feeling each sensation amplify, provoking our first shared breath.
He kept whispering, getting carried away by the moment, asking not to stop me, to keep going, to not break what we were building.
We were both breathing faster and faster, him imagining my every move and me being carried away by his every word. Every sentence was a caress creeping over me, every sound accelerating even more the rhythm we could no longer hide.
We both get carried away at the same time, wishing everything would continue, "Don't stop"... he asked, and I would repeat over and over again, "More... keep going"... until we both surrendered to the intensity of the moment, feeling like the distance disappears completely.
®️ Jasmine Law ✨
August 30, 2022.
