Starting at your feet, slowly I run my hands up your legs, rubbing each part of your flesh. Soon my hands are followed by my mouth, kissing your legs, moving up from your feet. Each kiss is gentle, and lingers before moving to the next spot.
My tongue stops at your knee. At the front I make circles, a preview of what will be to come, and from the back, I take tiny bites, tugging gently at the skin, sucking what is between my teeth.
After taking time to kiss your knees, I once again return my way upward. The flesh of your thighs is cool and inviting, I work my way onward, I look up and stare admirably at that patch of heaven I only dreamed of ever seeing – let alone touching, let alone tasting.
As I continue upward, my goal in sight, a sweet scent of pheromone laced sensuality wafts to my nose. I inhale deeply, my heart is racing, for so long I have desired but a mere taste, and now, so close, soon I will feast.