"Three Degrees of a Jealous Lover"

"Three Degrees of a Jealous Lover"

To think of you hair being brushed out of your face
To think of someone bending down and grabbing the back of your neck
To think of their lips meeting and moistening yours
Placing a hand on your hip as the both of you sit down on a bed
With the introduction of dancing tongues comes raised blood temperature
And that hand once placed cautiously on the hip moves up, moves down
First rubbing your back, then slightly moving over to the ribs
Till a bra snaps off, and he has access to your exquisitely large breast
Not long until his hand ever so gently brushing against your erected nipples, so perfectly pink, is replaced by a hot mouth, sharp teeth, and a soft tongue
Until it moves down kissing your stomach, pulling your panties off
Your legs over his shoulders, knees almost touching your face
You bent over, face in pillows with your back arched up till it ends where he repeatedly slams against you

Would you sit on his face and ride his mouth till you became a one screaming ecstasy?
Would you tie him up, sit on his chest, and masturbate in front of him until he couldn’t take it anymore?
Then what?, would you simply move back a few inches and take him deep inside you?
Teasing him, only taking an inch or two at time, moving round making sure he felt every bit of you, until you finally let him have all of you
Rocking back and fourth, bouncing up and down
Scratching his chest, biting his shoulders and neck
Leaving bruises that remind him of nothing less then a goddess for weeks to come
Or perhaps you would lay on the bed, head hanging off telling him your mouth is his
Instructing him in un-listenable gurgles to go faster until he pulls out
And in a exasperated voice, with your hands between your legs, you scream “cum on my tits” and he does just as you reach climax yourself




The two of you sharing coffee and muffins
Walking down to the grinder and getting a spinach and feta omelet to start your morning off
Him, catching you as you slip on your icy steps
You knowing that embrace doesn’t stop on this physical level
Together taking long walks around unfamiliar territory
Perhaps ending up at that waterfall we favored
Where he could look deep into your eyes, searching for that essence that separates you for everyone else on this planet.
That thing that makes you worth fighting, living, and dying for.
Though I certainly know he could find it in you, I worry you may find it in him as well
And It is the most maddening scenario I can dream up