I thought I would melt the first time you touched me.  But I did not. Instead, I
hardened.  My eyes swallowed you.  Your slender body arched into mine.  I nuzzled
the side of your neck as I brushed away your hair to kiss it.  Your body curved
and flowed like a gentle river, but you raged with me like a hurricane.

You snaked one leg around mine and we twisted about each other like a pair of
vines climbing a lattice.  Your left arm wrapped around my neck and your right
hand pressed between my legs, against my naked body.

"I want you," I whispered as I touched your breast with the palm of my hand.

"You have me," you assured me.

Your hands moved to my shoulders and pulled downward.  I obliged them and sat on
the edge of the bed.  You straddled me.  Hips squarely facing mine and your knees
on either side of my thighs.  You lowered onto me and I entered you.  Our eyes
closed.  I felt your labored breath pelt my neck.  You hugged me close to your
body, chest against chest.  One arm around my back and another cradling my head
against your breasts.  You were so warm.  We rocked, slowly.  Our heat, wetness,
hardness, and softness gave us pleasure like no other and we quietly enjoyed
them.

"I want you," I said again.

"No.  I want you," you answered.

You opened your eyes and pushed me onto my back; legs bending over the side of
the bed.  We made our way to the center of the mattress and you undulated above
me.  You knelt forward and pinned my hands to the sides of my head.  I couldn't
move if I wanted to.  I didn't want to, but my body was crying for it.  It was
hell, but in a heavenly way, to be restrained.  You controlled me.  My need and
lust for you made me such a slave.  And I wanted to serve you.  I wanted to be
used in your exquisite art.

Every twitch of muscle, touch of flesh, and utterancee of sound drew me into your
world.  You leaned forward, putting your weight on my wrists.  You kissed my
lips, but barely touched them.  I tried to crane my neck toward you.  I wanted
your lips.  You enjoyed being such a tease, but I craved those kind lips and the
tongue between them.

You leaned close to me and made to kiss me again, but you barely touched me. 
Like this you teased several times.  But as you saw my hope and expectation
finally drop away as I gave-in, you finally pressed your lips to mine.  You
kissed me hard and stole my breath.

You drew my bottom lip between both of yours and sucked on it, letting your teeth
bite into it only gently.  This excited me terribly and I had to consciously
remember to breath.  I was so heady and my mind clouded with an ethereal fuzz.

Your rocking movements sped-up.  You clenched me so tightly about the wrists that
your nails dug into my skin.  You tightened on me inside and I felt you come. 
You moved quickly still and then wound to the end of your orgasm.  I closed my
eyes and my mouth opened to draw in a deep breath.  I came inside of you and you
gasped; biting your lip.

You fell to my chest and released my hands.  You listened to my heart beat.  You
were surprised by your own hands being captured by mine. I forced you to your
back.  I entered you.

I took you.