I see myself on a cream white bed, crisp sheets with a black frame

elevated so that when you throw me down, my long hair cascades around my face like a vision of a mermaid underwater

The room would be slightly lit, but only by a lamp of two

The shadows emphasize our muscles, toned and beautiful to each other

The floors are carpeted with something expensive so that when we move our feet it's silent

The bed does not creak and the only sound is a slight breeze coming through a cracked window door with curtains waving softly, dancing in the growing dusk

As I see it, one hand holds you up above me slightly and our bodies curve together

My long slender legs open slightly as my dress falls down into my thighs and piles on the floor

The exertion of my breathing moves the fabric covering my *******, emphasizing my collarbones

I see my arms up together above my head, wrists being held by your one hand as we breathe, panting before anything has really happened

I see myself close my eyes and turn my head a little to the left to shiver in pleasure as you bestow a kiss to my neck

Turning in synchronized motions as you move your head and lips lower, grazing my collarbones and erupting goosebumps down my spine and I turn my head back to accommodate your advances

The hand holding my wrists releases like an octopus releasing ink as it swiftly moves like a cat of prey to the base of my skull

Grabbing my hair, your hand pulls back to tilt my lips up to meet yours, aggressively but sensual and I moan involuntarily

You pull my hair again as you realize it very much excites me

Not everyone can do this, but you definitely get away with it.

Your tongue, as sweet as I remember but with more force than our first kiss begins to explore my mouth. Our tongues intertwine and my newly free hands wander up to your face, through the soft curls of your hair, caressing the perfect definition of your cheekbones and tracing down to the nape of your neck

Down further, unbuttoning more than was before, until your chest I have so wanted to see in person and not just facebook pictures, the marble perfection like Michaelangelo's David

Your beauty makes me want to cry

Your perfection

And you think I am perfect

I disbelievingly place my fingertips upon your perfect skin and you shiver from my touch

Your shiver makes me realize that we are both human and you are not the God I make you out to be

You are though, to me, in this room, so human and so ethereal at once
Growing bolder, I grasp at the incredibly smooth skin and move down your hard, muscular stomach

So incredible

I have wanted this for so long

I let out a moan of desire and approval which you stifle with a kiss

Grabbing my wrists again with one hand you bring them back behind my head, releasing them again to pull my hair back as my entire body reacts, back arching, hips raising up to meet you. I want to wrap my legs around you and have you right there, bring you into me with all the force of my longing and waiting

My hands bring closer this reality as they race to your belt and hastily attempt to remove the buckle

Desperately, you have reduced me to crying with desire for you, moaning wantonly like a ***** instead of the image of sophistication I presented for you not twenty minutes ago before you enticed me to fulfill the desires of my past, the desires always in the back of my mind, lurking like creatures in the deep, dark and forbidden

Satisfyingly, I manage to get your belt undone and pry open the buttons with my fingers, still shaking with desire

I want you to satisfy me, to fulfill the ache for you to be inside of me, loving me, caressing me, idolizing me

Calling me a Goddess as I call your name

That will come later

For now I attempt to lower your pants

I raise myself with my arms behind me, my hair cascading down my back like some sort of bronze waterfall

I stand, still inches shorter than you, tilting my head only slightly as I gracefully bring my arms over your developed shoulders

And press you close

I want to feel your hardness against my everything

I want to bring myself as close to you as physically possible

You are everything I have ever wanted, you are the man I have dreamed of

And tonight you are mine

I tip my head back, hair tickling your fingers, and moan in ecstasy of
the thought of really having you

You obviously don't know what you do to me

But judging by what is between your legs, maybe I do something to you too

I want to be more than a good **** and I feel like I am to you

As the stars appear and twilight turns to darker night, our whispered fears fall out the window and you see me as I see you; perfect and completely ideal in every way

You are my dream, the wish I made upon a star, here in my arms, pressed against me, wanting me as I want you.