It’s the science of attraction that I lose myself in. The chemical rush of heightened senses, anticipation and desire. The energy that exists in the moment right before we come skin to skin. That hum of electricity; the tension between our bodies and the warmth it creates in our flesh. Savouring the charge we are sharing before allowing our bodies to finally meet. The pull of our cells melting into each other, a breath taking moment. Sinking further into you as my hands move slowly mapping every part of your body.
I want to know where you like to be touched.
I want to know what parts of your body are ticklish.
I want to know where to touch you to take your breath away with an overwhelming sense of pleasure.
I want to know where to touch you, to hold you to instil calm and safety within your body.
I want to know what parts of your body to torment, sending a flood of ecstacy through your nervous system.
I want to know where to run my hands, to create a ripple of pleasure disguised as goosebumps across your flesh.
Alchemy.
It’s intoxicating.
