Silent Questions

How long is it
Since I began
Kissing bare skin
Between patches of ripped fabric
Removed to expose
More of you to my hungry lips
How long since
I first touched your lips
With my lips
My tongue
Entering
And exploring beyond
To finally duel with your tongue
Your bottom lip
Pulled between my teeth
Eliciting gasps
Of surprise
Tenderness
Pain
How long has it been
Since my hands
Glided over every inch
Of your skin
To rest there
Right there
Where you wanted them
Where you want them
Where you beg for them
To do more
So much more
Than just rest
Just over you
Cupping the warmth
That resides at that spot
As my lips
Make their unhurried descent
Along the same route
Do you realize the route they follow
Do you anticipate
Each and every kiss
Each and every flick of my tongue
Over skin covered
Only by a thin sheen of salty sweat
That sets my tastebuds alive
With the realization
That I'm close to
that place
Covered only by the
Open palm of of my hand
My heart beats
Like a hammer in my chest
And I feel myself growing harder than ever for you
Painfully overwhelmed
By a need to be surrounded by your feminine heat
It is impossible to think beyond this need
But as my kisses descend
I appear unhurried
Or do I
Can you feel
The need
The longing
To see you
To hear you
To touch you
To smell you
To taste you
Contained in every kiss
I'm close now
Greeted by a waft of your essence
I breathe it in
Taking you into my lungs
Before that first lick
Can happen
I look at you
But your eyes are closed
Lips pouting
Legs spread
Breathing deeply
What's going through your head
I wonder
Before falling
Back into that place
Of lightheaded lust and desire
As I finally taste you
My tongue starting low
And moving slowly upwards
Taking in every gasp
Every moan
Every time your hips move closer
I start gently at first
Pulling your lips apart
Exploring
Kissing
Lapping
Licking
Sucking
Loudly moaning into you
As you moan outwardly
My tongue and lips
Asking silently
What turns you on
What makes your breath come
Out in shout explosive gasps
That turn into screams of
More
and don't stop
What makes your hands move
To your breasts
Gently kneading them
Twisting and rubbing the nipples
As your face begins
To contort in pleasure
How does it feel
To have every part of you
Accepted and caressed
By another's
Caring loving tongue
Where next
Do you want
That tongue
To bring
Exquisite pleasure
My lips and tongue
Await the answer
They tirelessly search for
As they silently ask
Your mind
Body
And soul
From that place
In the depths
Of your core