Sometimes I just stare at them, waiting for him to touch me. I try to will his consciousness with mine. I wish I had the power of telepathy, if only to make his hands reach for me, caress me, touch me. I love the way they make me feel. I feel soft, beautiful, adored, precious. Other times I feel hot, sexy, scared of the magnitude of what I feel when he touches me.

I love the heat of his fingertips. The way they peruse my body, the goose flesh rises, and the molten desire I feel for him pools in my cunt. Just by the touch of his fingertips. I'm an addict. I'm addicted to feeling the touch of him on my skin, the way his hands grip me as he pummels my wet pussy with his cock. I love the way he manipulates my body. I love the way he touches my body. I want more, and more, and more of him.

I tense, slightly, as his hands reach for me. They pull me on to his lap, and he cradles me to him. His hand traces a lazy pattern on my back, and the other rests, so still, on my creamy thigh. I close my eyes. The nearness of his neck is intoxicating, and I can smell the musk of his aftershave. The clean scent of him turns me on like no other. I want to devour every single inch of his body, starting at the bottom, and working my way up. Can I please? Can I just taste you ever so slightly right this moment?

My breathing is ragged, and his hands begin to move on me, and I think "Yes!" Finally he's going to touch me. I lay my hands on his chest, eager to feel the bareness of his body against mine. I want to feel him over me, thrusting, hands holding me down, teeth marking my neck as he asserts himself over me. I want it more than anything. This whispered caress of his lips on my flesh is so intoxicating I can barely keep my eyes from falling shut. I lean up, lips open for a kiss, and he takes my lips. His hands cradle my face, and we sink into one another, oblivious to everything around us. I just want this; his touch, his lips, his presence. I squirm on his lap and he tells me to quit, hold myself still. Just be.

Just be right here, in this moment, in this time, in this kiss.