The first innocent thoughts I have of you, is of the way your voice might sound like, the first time I hear it after we meet. The way your face looks when you smile.
These thoughts didn't last long. Soon, I was imagining the way your voice flows through me, the way your body curves, supple but yet perfect...Mm... In my mind, my fingers touch your body, tracing your curves and feeling the heat of your skin upon mine. In my mind, your smile turns serious, yet with a lustful manner as you look at me and your eyes, bright with happiness a moment ago, now burns brighter with a different emotion a passion that you've let no man ever see from you. As I move closer, your hands find me as well, and our lips meet, And before I remember deciding to take this further, your shirt is on the ground on top of mine, and our breath is becomingly much faster and as we gasp for air between passionate, desperate attempts to rid each other of every scrap of clothing separating my skin from yours. In my m
