You In My Staring Moment
This moment I am in looking at you. In the very way your body looks in those jeans snuggling everything I wanna do. The shirt and how it exposes your skin to your waist line so bare. I wish for it to be closer so that I may let my tongue roam everywhere. Watching everything else on your body respond to my every touch with my watchful eye. Interesting to see those jeans go from flat against your skin to straight in the sky. Undoing that nickel button like Christmas to look at what I got. To start the unzipping with my teeth as I start at your wet spot. Your deep breath which is followed by a deeper rich moan. It bursts out at me as it has been unleashed and oh my, has it grown. Teasing me as you begin to dance it across my face while staring me down. Making me wet in the process and making me eagerly wanting to please you without making a sound. As you drawl those lips closer, I feel the hotness of your breath mixed with...