another heated moment..

I wrote another essay..

But it is like the other most recent one.

Are you ready with open minds?

Cold Nights,Warm Hands

Laying on my back I can see my breath, Like smoke clouds Rolling out into the night.

The heat in me was rising, I need you just like before. I can never get the heat out of my system it curls and infuriates my skin. As my skin is damp my fingers curl around my forbidden parts and in a heated moment I decide, I must have you. I dress myself, with my coat and hat and gloves but nothing else.

It feels like every second can make me crazy, I can not seem to get thier fast enough. I walk across frost covered leaves and I gasp sharply as the cold whips around my feet,my legs and up my coat were nothing is there but lace and stockings. I shiver but my anticipation builds I know you are near and my heat rises.

I knock on your door and I can hear you reach over, and your bedroom light flips on. In hushed whispers you say I am coming and with a chuckle i think..No not yet.

You open the door and I ask to be let in, And as you let me in I kiss you.

I kiss your face your fingers, your neck and as I do this you pull me close.

You push me down on a table and I wrap my legs around you, I lick your lips with my tongue and tenderly bite your bottom lip. You rub my back and take my coat off to find out why I was shivering so.

Nothing on but lace and stockings, I can feel you want me like I have wanted you all along.

I grab you closer,bodies grinding.

I need you more then you can ever know.

warmth, heat and touch long until early morning.

Just like you can always touch me, just like you can always burn me where no one else can.

Well that is my essay folks.

Hope it is good for ya.;) Siarai