We started slow,
touching softly,
exploring timidly,
waiting for what we knew was to come.

I could feel his heart,
and it echoed into every part of my  body,
it reverberated in my veins,
flowed through my heart,
stopped cold in my stomach.

I start to move,
rotating my body,
kissing his neck and face,
telling him in every way,
I want you.

All he moves is his hand.

He teases,
he plays,
he tortures,
then finally I can't take anymore,
and we begin.