Enamored…

When he laughs, my whole being feels.  It’s real laughter, no games, no pretense, no falsehood.  And I’m pleased.

When he touches me, my whole being trembles.  His touch reminds me I’m alive and awakens every sense.

And when he kisses me, I melt into him and I remember the first time we kissed and he melted into me then and I want to cry, tears of awesome joy and happiness and this, this lust, this inner peace is something, it’s all something, waiting to be explored.

And when he enters me, my God, how I want to give him all of me.  My body yields fully into him and I want to give him more and more and more.  And I let him take me and let him feel every last bit of my existence and I feel him inside and it’s right, it’s all right and I kiss his neck and run my nails along his back and kiss his shoulder to avoid screaming and this is love, this is love we’re making, it’s all love we’re making.  I’m totally and completely enamored by him.

He’s finishing my thoughts and completing my sentences and this is too soon, it’s too quick, it’s too much passion all at one time and I have no control, I can’t help it, I just want it, I want him, I want it all.

And when he says my name….

Nothing else matters.  Life is complete.  It’s all emotions rolled into one, my passion, my lust, my peace, my joy, my happiness and I just want to hold him and hear him again and feel him again and kiss him, my God, how I love his kisses and it’s complete.

I’m complete.

I just want to hear my name in his mouth again…

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I Miss You – A Love Letter To No One

I miss the taste of your lips and the way each kiss took my breath away…

I miss the butterflies that fluttered inside as I looked into your eyes…
I miss holding you in my arms… 

I miss the way you made me feel when we were in love…

I miss hearing you say I love you… 

I miss the little things that you would do to show me your love was true…

I miss you. 

I miss being in love.

I miss being in love with you.

Written by @talesofarose

Rorey Rose

Say Yes

“Open your heart and let me pour my loving inside of you. You make me feel like living and breathing again, I wanna touch you. Don’t say no. Just say yes.” – Avant’s ‘Don’t Say No, Just Say Yes’.

Baby boy….you awake? Wake up for me please. Good morning lover.

I need you, hard as fuck, here in this bed, in between these sheets. I want that morning love baby. But promise me we’ll do it slow? I want to ride it slow. I want to feel every inch of it inside me. Ripping through. Slowly.

You’re going to let me climb on top of you, right? While I’m at it, can you put your hands on my ass? Guide me deeper. And deeper still. Yes. Like that.

My breasts are in your face, your mouth. They’re enough to fill your mouth wholly. Suck on this flesh baby. Yes, bite it. Just. Like. That.

My hands are on your chest, I need your support, I need to hold myself up, keep me from grinding all that I’ve got on this dick that feels like….it feels like…

…I can’t think…

I want it bad. I want this dick bad and you know this too don’t you? I want it slow but it’s going to end up fast and hard and then faster and harder…

…and you’re only going to want me from behind, ass up, making me moan in pain and oh, so much pleasure.

Baby, say you want to fuck me. Say you want this pussy. C’mon, let me hear you say it. Say yes…

…yes. Feel that? Feel how good this is…

Oh no no no no no, please don’t pull my hair, please please please please don’t. Don’t. Do. That. It’s just going to excite me…more…

You’re so sweet. This sweetness inside has me wet, you feel it don’t you? Baby, control me…try to control this…

I lied. I want you fast now. It’s not you, it’s me. I want you harder. All of you. You’re laughing at me…..you want to know what’s all of you? I want to inhale you into every pore of my body. I want you in my hands, my hair, my mouth, my body and especially…

…yes, especially here. That’s all of you.

Baby…

…I’m loving the way you never tell me to shut up…..the way you pull down on my hips and…

…I can’t even speak anymore. I can’t. I know you like to hear me, I know you love these moans of mine and…..ohhhhh this dick has me moaning baby.

I need to grind this now baby, you know I need to, oh God, it’s now, I can’t, listen to me, baby, I’m going to scream out, baby, I, oh man, oh fuck, please, now, push up, just like that, baby, I…ohhhhhhhhhhh yessssssss.

I love when you say yes.

Hey Lover

 
 
“Hey lover, this is more than a crush” – LL Cool J
 
 
 
You said you wanted me “unfiltered”.  This is me, “unfiltered”….I miss you.  My body misses you and my mind misses you even more.  My eyes imagine your mouth, the perfect shape of your full lips, on my neck….you know the way I throw my head back and trail my fingertips down my neck?  Yes.  I know you know.  I imagine your lips there.  And right here.

I see you and the way you’re positioned.  Inviting.  Waiting.  Fully aroused at the thought of having me.  How do you want me?  Bent over?  Ready.  Laying on my back?  Always ready.  On top of you? Mmmm…

I read your text messages, over and over throughout the day, when I’m anxious to hear from you and throughout the night, when my body aches for your touch, knowing you can’t be with me, because you’re….oh, you know why.

“Oh I adore you. I truly adore you.”

That was two nights ago.  And my body jerked when my brain read “adore”….

“You like when I beg don’t you?  Well I’m begging Savannah, I’m begging you to let me kiss you more.  Please me with that mouth until my eyes roll to the back of my head.  Let me eat that juicy pussy as you tighten your legs around my head.”

You never have to beg baby.  Ever.  All you have to do is ask.  I am open and uninhibited and unfiltered when it comes to you.  YOU evoke these emotions.  You bring out my sexiness.  You make me moist with thoughts of your mouth alone…..

“I feel your passion.  My body wants that passion transferred to me.  I want to get on top of you, look you in the eyes and fuck you until you scream my name.  No.  Not fuck you. I want to make love to you.  I want to look deep into those eyes and kiss your mouth and run my tongue down your neck and suck on those breasts and kiss your stomach.  Can you feel me there?  Can you feel my tongue on you now?  I want to feel the love and passion you have for me.  I want to hear you moan as I take you from behind, grabbing your hair and pulling you closer against my dick as you pull away from the pain.”

Dammit.  You used that word.  I ignored it then.  But it keeps pushing back into my mind.  Now.  Today.

Do you remember what I said?

“Please don’t be just saying this for the sake of saying it lover.  Because I feel the exact same way.”

And your simple reply:

“I’m not. It’s what I feel”.

I miss you.  My body misses you.  And my mind misses you even more.