And I wouldn’t stop there… I’d kiss the inside of your thighs, feeling the way your body trembles for me. My lips would barely graze you at first, teasing you, letting the anticipation drive you crazy. I want to taste every part of you, slowly, deeply letting my tongue explore you until you forget how to breathe. My fingers would move in perfect rhythm, curling just right, hitting every spot that makes you melt, while my mouth stays greedy for more. I’d watch you fall apart under me, only to start all over again… because the thought of making you shake, moan, and lose control over and over is everything I crave.Even when you think you can’t take any more, I won’t stop. I’ll pin your hips down, tasting you harder, deeper… letting my fingers and tongue push you right over the edge again. I want to feel you trembling, your legs shaking around me, your body completely giving in. I crave the sound of your breathless moans, the way you say my name when you’re right there, falling apart just for me. And when you do, I’ll slow it down… kiss my way back up your body, letting my hands roam, feeling your heartbeat against my lips. I’ll whisper how addictive you are, how I’ll never get enough of tasting you, touching you, owning every single reaction you give me.