Kneeling before her, I wrap my arms around her legs, pressing my face close to the source of all that is driving me to the brink of insanity. Her fingers tangle through my hair, pulling my head back with a sharp, quick movement.
Our eyes meet and the look in her eyes says it all. She needn't say anything, but I do. "I'm yours," I whisper. "Yours for now and for always." Satisfied with my answer, she shoves my head away again, letting loose a tumble of curls.
She takes my hand and slowly I rise, my knees shaking from the anticipation - years and years of it. Leaning against her for support, my arms snake around her waist, and I bury myself in her. Inhaling deeply, I take in her scent, sighing contentedly.
A cascade of kisses from her forehead, across her temple, to her ear and throat and finally our lips meet. My tongue ever-so-gently presses against her lips and as she obliges, the world explodes before my eyes.
Pulling away with a small bite to her bottom lip, I brush the hair away from her ear and whisper "What would you have of me, my sweet, sweet Poisyn? I only want to please you."
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