i undressed slowly
silkened every secret place of my body
teased my breasts, felt my own softness before going to him
i misted myself with a sweet, hunger inducing aroma
a sugary and edible scent just waiting for tongue
i ran my lips up his neck, allowing my breath to warm him there
i licked his lip, and caught a faint hint of vanilla cigar
i relished this taste as i smoothed his chest with my hair and breasts
nestling him befittingly in the perfect cup between my thighs
i teased, stroked, gripped tight to his shoulders,
moaned, begged, demanded,
delivered, writhed, wiggled, came
whispered his named, screamed his name,
bent the headboard, arched my back, came,
panted, licked, sucked, kissed, hugged, rode, bent over,
shook, bit my lip, bit the pillow, held on for dear life
prayed, came, shook my head no while my nipples said YES!

i did it all i thought.
what i wanted in return was to be eaten alive
to be so temptingly delicious that entering me, licking me, kissing me, holding me, touching me,
feeling my round breasts in his hands, stroking me,
being so far inside me that we couldnt tell
where we ended and the world began,
to be so nourishing to his soul that he just couldnt STOP!
but more than this, i wanted him to take in my scent,
that i had so thoughtfully applied
and breath me in as though he had caught something sweet
on a nostalgic air.