Tantalizing Words from My Soul

The First Time (Excerpt from: What She Really Wants) Part 5

I still remember the first time our brown eyes met

I spoke and said, "hello."

She smiled and the melodious alto flowed past those full raspberry-stained lips to reply, "Hi."

It was something about the look in her eyes

Her stance, the way she filled those sexy black pants

The red shoes, ma, was a whole mood

She intrigued me

I wanted to know the thoughts that dwelled deep within her mind

What made her laugh, cry?

I wanted this woman with all that divine feminine essence to bless me with her presence

I remember the first time our lips touched

And our tongues danced a beautiful dance

I remember her soft hands caressing my chest and my back

I remember the way she played in my hair as I tasted her sweet nectar

The way she bit her lip and said, "ooooh shit."

I remember the first time I made her leg tremble

And how she nearly collapsed from the words I wrote with the tip of my tongue

How I held her up, pressed against the wall just before I took the plunge

I remember her receiving me; like she needed me

Her walls tightly squeezed

Savoring every stroke

My face buried in her pillows

Then licking each one

I remember the way she sounded when she reached her peak

I will always remember, because she is impossible to forget.