Waiting Patiently, You Know You Want It ...

Waiting patiently, wondering what might be when he enters the room. You have been ambushed into un-controlling sexual desire wanting him, needing him yet unsure of the possibilities, unsure of the probabilities. 

In the dark, waiting patiently. Knees caressed into the floor and legs spread apart. Unsure of your wavering curiosity or nervous excitement. Wanting him to come, wanting him to fill that void knowing full well you want it more & more as time passes. 

Its time, you feel somewhat apprehensive and now he is here standing tall a masculine man. You know you are ready; you are unsure of his trust. Waiting patiently, you feel his presence wash over you.  

His piercing eyes look deep into your willingness, your body starts to tingle. You try to wriggle out of your restraints with no success. You ignore all the warning signs; you know you are ready. Unsure of his trust, you still have a safe word. You find comfort in knowing that you won't have to use it.

A burning sensation fills your mind, the restraints tighten as he moves closer to your nakedness. Is it his strong grip that moves you closer to his sculpted body, is it his hot breath touching your skin that makes you melt. Does he catch you when your legs quiver with pure rapture. 

Don't lose yourself ... you know you are ready, keep your composure. Let him know your deepest desire, let him see your tantalizing spread. Don't let him know how to take you just yet, impress him with your control. Impress him with your self-assurance. 

Let him see you for who you are, you are ready. 

Catch your breath. Watch his fingers run all over your restrained body, feeling every curve, feeling every bump, feeling every fold. The touch of his lips against yours is electrifying. Catch your breath. Trust his movements against your vulnerability, your heightened awareness exposes your want for his control. You don't trust it. Your sexual urges release you from your emotions, you take him as deep as you can. You taste his juices; you suck his manhood. He is in control.   

Slipping deeper inside, close your eyes. Wrap your tongue around, tease the top of his head. Don't bite, you won't want his wrath just suck. Open wider, let the flesh rub inside your mouth, feel it move around freely wet and juicy. Hold yourself, do good, he will return the pleasure two-fold. He is in control. His hand around your head moving you in his time, don't strain let it be. Close your eyes, just suck. 

You know you want it, show him. 

His power is stimulating, his masculinity is irresistible. You want him, under the pink of your disguise, inside of you touching the centre of your sexual desire. Clasping your restraints, the friction around your wrists red and raw, you are on the floor, legs spread far apart. His soft tongue licking, teasing, tormenting your every emotion. He is in control. You crave his thrust; you crave that stiff bulge between your legs. He can taste and hear your eagerness for him to be inside of you, his tongue dancing around your clitoris. 

Waiting patiently, you struggle bound in your limitations as the intensity grows. You are his puppet strung along at his will and pleasure. His dominance has not shaken you into little particles, you are in his world. You moan and groan with every inch of your existence and mutter three simple words "fuck me now". He is in control. He will do what he pleases, he knows you want it.        

He rubs his head against your clit, spreading your wetness. Inch by inch, he enters watching and waiting for that moment of orgasmic proportion. You moan as his swell heaves forward touching your inner sides. He can feel the quiver of your legs as he thrusts in synchronised motion. 

You arch your back to feel every inch of his penis. Your hands tied and legs spread, a firm brace around your hips pulls you closer to his body. He is in control. A place in his core captures his expression and amplifies his touch. You feel his fingers rubbing your clit, with every thrust an uncontrollable wave of pleasure hits your body.

You can't hold it any longer, you are bursting at the seams. You let out a groan with such ecstasy the climax is exhilarating. He plants his seed with such force inside of you, the throbbing of his penis pulsates through your tingling body. You feel a surge of euphoria as he has fulfilled your deepest sexual desire, unrestraint within your own perpetual zeal for exploring the boundaries.   

The passion, the intensity has left both with a sense of belonging. Waiting patiently, he knew you wanted it ...