Stop!
Is it the command that has your pulse racing
Is it the thought of what I will have you do that has your pulse racing
Do not turn to me and take your clothes off
I watch as you open and close your hands
Are they sweaty from excitement
I can see the shirt starting to come off
one by one, you unbutton
Revealing a strong back
I see that the marks I have created have faded away
That will be rectified shortly
My desire to watch you is more important
Bend over when you take off your pants
You pause
There it is
The thoughts
I am waiting.
I hear the deep breath let out
As you Obey my request
My palms ache to feel your flesh beneath them
Before you turn
Hold what is mine and stoke slowly
But do not dare drip on my floor
He wants to turn
He wants to see if I am hungry
I am always hungry
Tonight I want to watch
I want to see the purest satisfaction of cuming
When I allow it.
Mmmmm
Oh You Did not wait till I say “Moan”
You tremble
You know what awaits you