As he approaches from across the room, my legs rocked back and forth- I was sure of my desires to embark on a quest for total fulfillment. Our eyes met, and shared a conversation that was demanding that our bodies come closer to feel the energy that was expelled throughout the room. Zooming in on him, my focus on what was going on around me we almost deadened, and due to his common interests shared with me-- it was almost as if he had been created just for me--- was I ready? Should this fantasy become reality? Should I walk away from what seems to be calling out to me? He gets closer, as I lick my lips- wanting to taste him, all of him- no place will be skipped. I want to memorize this man, so that in the dark, I can still see him. Still touch those spots that make me thank the Creator for making such a man. Still taste his essence, I just want to take his hand- and lead him down that path- the one that leads to pure pleasure, and I'm down for whatever it takes to get us there. Am I obsessed with this activity taking place? As my heart quickens in it's pace- I take it upon myself to try to clear my mind of what has my body ready to give in to his every request. Trying to fight this feeling is proving to be a great big mess- cause it's still tugging at my heart string, I can feel him breathe on my chest, I can hear him moan my name, as he licks around my breast- I can see him take my waist and kiss me in that special place- that will only give him pleasure by overflowing into his face..... What have I gotten myself into? Have I even went there yet? I guess that in my mind I have, several times over, and now I can't forget. What has he done to me- without even speaking to me yet? His eyes draw me in- his lips part to speak- not to mention his smooth swagger that's making me weak. I raise a brow in acceptance of his gesture to converse with me- but if he only knew what I needed from him sexually. I want to take him home right now- and show him more than admiration for who he is- but show my attraction to his entire presence- I want to be more than a lover- I want to be his all or nothing, and to know that the pleasure I give him will not compare to any other encounter in his life. I'm not currently interested in being his wife- sad to say but the truth is, I want to capture his smile, indulge in his smell, become energized by his kisses- and unspoken promises to fulfill my needs. "Hello." Was the first and last thing I heard before kissing him deeply- as if wanting to touch his soul-- I won't allow him to pass me by-- I will live this out to the fullest... This story has to unfold.

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