It begins with that first heavy breath
The soft grunt from deep down
Where the desire stirs
Deep inside
Responding to that first caress
You thought it'd start with a kiss
But it began long before
With that glance that lingered
On your eyes far too
Long to be comfortable
That hooked you
Drew you in
Filled you with anticipation
Turned the switches on inside ready for
That caress that sets off the
Avalanche of oxytocin
Floods your bloodstream making
You get so hot all over
Sensitised skin tingles under the
Fingertip brush strokes against the
Side of your neck and bare shoulder
Drawing out the blood
Feel it racing through your
Body is responding in ways
You had not imagined
Cascade of fire
Alphabet of desire
Expressed in moans and gasps
As the caressing finger moves
From neck and shoulder
Down the bare arm
Tingling skin
Joined by another finger on
The other side
Slowly descending
Stroking your body
Brush strokes of passion
Heating up the blood the
Hormones the nerve endings of
Pleasure courses throughout you
As your body responds
Breathing deeper
Face flushing
Lips yearning for a kiss that may never
Come now
Or when the fingers move to
Touch your breasts underneath
Both hands now working the
Soft tissues underneath with
Fingertip touches
And the words escape you
Without conscious control
Go lower
Put your hands down there
Obeying the hands slide down
Your sides to your hips
Linger on the hips before they
Go down between your thighs
Parting your knees
No resistance as the fingers
Slide up inside your thighs
To come to rest there
Right there
You shudder as the desire
The oxytocin tide
The waves of pleasure
Come now
And you hear the question
Do I go on?
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