Now You See Me

i kneel.  Not because it is expected, though it is.  Not because it was ordered, though it was.  i kneel because i cannot stand in Your presence.

The weight of Your gaze upon my heated flesh bows my shoulders and the beauty of Your power leaves me breathless and doubled.  With my cheek upon the cool wood i can hear my heart beating in my ears and i hold my breath so the anticipation of my body does not drown out the sound of even Your tiniest movement.  i arch my back, lifting my hips into the air in greeting and invitation and my thighs already shine with my need for You.  i know You can see my want dripping toward my knees and i am at once thrilled and nervous.  i listen for the sound of Your breathing, every nerve in my body reaches out and i can feel You-better than i can feel any part of myself.  i feel Your pleasure and my soul rejoices.  i feel Your want and my sex heats, running sticky with desire.

Your warm thick hand runs along my spine.  You cup my bottom, soft and possessive, skin on skin and bring me back to You from that place inside myself.  With a gentle kneading motion Your fingers trace circles and i hear Your deep voice murmur, ringing through every sinew and synapse.

It is good to see you, girl.