Hard to say No

When in love, there are just some things you can't deny.

You're warm.

I didn't think you'd feel this warm.

What we're doing goes beyond what I imagined in the beginning.
Did you really mean to do this?
...or could you not help yourself.

Another kiss...
...licking my lip to gain entry...
...holding my head still as you explore my mouth...
...sighing as you pulled back for air.

It's hard to tell you no when you kiss me like that.

You hold me by my waist a second time, coming to my neck with kisses just as warm...
...and just as wet...
... as the ones you graced my lips with.

Your hand goes over my stomach as you kiss me.
I recognize the soft gentle way in which you deliver your caresses... I've never been

touched by you other than on my arms and legs... but yet you still seem so fresh in my

memory.

 

You kiss my neck until I cringe back into the pillow.

That's when I remember where we are.

We're in your bedroom.
The place you sleep and rest.
The place you make your own with your scent and breath.
The place I've longed to reside in since the moment you kissed me.

You take your time with lifting my shirt a bit higher... rubbing my ribs and making me

giggle.

I can tell you enjoy my giggling...
...It's the soft sound you know is not from my ticklishness... but from my sensitiveness...
You like to know you're doing the right thing.

"Mmmmmmmmm..."

 

There it is again...
I hear myself make a noise I've never heard before...

What did you just do?

I look down somewhat and see you kissing my ribs...
...that's dangerously close to another part of my body...
...a part that no one has ever touched before.

I shiver as you kiss me down to my stomach.

"...do you wish for me to go on?"

Your voice is already begging me to say yes... to not deny you what you came so close to

receive.

"...yes...go on...

...determine my limits... and then, take me past."