I want to push you against the wall and slowly peel your clothes off with my teeth. I want to kiss and lick every part of you, starting with your neck. I want to feel your anticipation, feel your need for me grow. I run my hands lightly over your flesh, never stopping my mouth’s tender affections. As I reach your stomach, I take your cock in my hand, coming closer and closer to you with my lips. I kneel before you, tracing my tongue along the insides of your thighs. Finally, when I am less than an inch away from you, I remove my hand and you can feel my breath hot on your bare flesh. I wet my lips and open my mouth invitingly, looking up at your warm, blue eyes with wide-eyed innocence. Then I prostrate myself before you and start licking and sucking at your toes, tentatively at first but with growing fervor until you can feel my urgency. Until you can feel how fiercely I need you.
I pause to look up at you, pleading clear in my eyes. “I want you to take me,” I moan.