My Secret Admirer

I trace your lips with my finger.Soft and supple.I lean closer and just graze your lips with mine.I pull back and look into your eyes.I kiss you slowly, teasingly. The kiss grows deeper.Our tongues begin to dance in a way that only passion can stir.Hands wrapped around your neck. I feel the warmth of your body pressed to mine.We look at one another and I sigh almost a whisper.As I kiss you slow and sensual again.This time I bite your bottom lip with my teeth gently.Then I lay my head on your shoulder and am once again  lost in you.