The air in the room was as thick as her thighs, to which her dress hung so seductively close I could see every curve. Never before had a woman ripped my attention so effortlessly away from my thoughts, and left me with nothing but lust to guide my decisions. How to approach such a woman was beyond me, but our eyes met and suddenly I felt no need for words. Could she feel the warmth that pulsed through my body from such a distance? I feel she must have from the shy, mischievous smile that spread so flawlessly across her face. It dared to tempt me, to challenge what little will power that remained.
She was the presence in the room, the goddess that would make you a poor soul were your income based solely off the eyes in which she could not attract. The silence that followed her as she walked towards me made that lingering moment last an eternity. As she approached I became irrationally nervous, feeling the gaze of her gorgeous eyes wash over my entire being. The tightening in my lower abdomen came out of instinctual rejection of the wants and desires which i dared not give in to. I became irreversibly subject to her will, whatever was to escape the lips that blessed her face, would be my command. As I laid breathlessly waiting, I tried to restrain the smile that was battling my cheeks and turning them red with the blood of victory.
I trembled beneath the ever so slight touch of her hand, as it slid slowly down the curve of my waist. That last trailing finger brushed my lower abdomen and my mind ran wild with desire. It was as if she already knew me; my inexplicable lust at a light touch, all my wants, my every weakness. In that moment I felt like any hell could be heaven with her.
The soothing sound that escaped her lips was too perfect to comprehend in such a crowded place. My rational mind to the wayside, I leaned down to her ear and suggested we go somewhere we could be alone. I let my lips linger inches from her own as I pulled away, wanting but waiting for the moment they could meet. Without a word, she softly grabbed my hand and led the way, as if anticipating the inevitable from the moment she met my gaze. Her hips swayed with a rhythm that echoes in my mind to this day, bringing with it an ass that could bring a grown man to his knees. How I wanted to worship that ass, uncover its secrets, feel its uncontrollable contractions as I worked my way to her heart from the lips she kept so devilishly hidden in wait. That slight hiccup in her breath as pleasure was racing her to an apex she had never reached before. I knew as she led me to her secluded location, this was a woman worth hours of hard work, building her up to the point she would tear the clothes from my very being.
The silence of that small room thickened the tension between us. I could think of nothing but the fullness of her beautifully red lips as I fell forever into the depths of her face. They called to me, and I would not be such a fool as to not answer them. I ran my hand slowly up her side until it landed softly in her gorgeous hair. The time to travel from that moment to her waiting lips could be its own novel, but the sequel was to be the best seller. Never had such warmth and passion graced me before, her lips were like a fire that threatened to burn for an eternity in my mind.
