Music fills the air as I let go of this world and start my journey into the night. I become weightless as I float gently through an opening in the clouds. I have no conscious thoughts as I free myself of what was and open myself to what is.
Emotions run high as I close my eyes in anticipation and begin to walk slowly up the spiral staircase. I can hear my own heart beat as I go into a deep meditative state. A sense of calm leads me to the wood door I know so well. As I gently place my hand on it, I feel his energy flood the room. He was waiting for me this time. His energy wraps around me, he is home, he is safe, he is pure undeniable love. I see more clearly than I have ever before, yet my eyes are gently closed. Our breath synchronizes, building with each moment. He is warm, the air is cool…a sensual contrast. His strength is more powerful and protective of me this time. He is ready to take the next step. I hear him inhale my essence as he comes close to touching me. His thoughts pure and intimate pull me closer to him with each breath.
I yearning for him to reach out and touch my heart with his bare hands. I need to feel his flesh come alive. Connecting without words, sideway glances, a breath away from our eyes connecting for the first time. I feel him brush against me sending shivers down my spine. I have no control of my movements. He wants desperately for me to look deep into his eyes, I can feel it. I slip back and forth from thought to feeling, unable to see him clearly. Something is coming between us I can’t control. My thoughts overpower my feelings holding my heart at bay. I keep gently slipping away connected by the thread of desire. Desire to feel his entire being collide with mine.
He stands behind me close enough to feel his breath on my neck. His lips graze my cheek. His scent is intoxicating. His hands wrap around me like a force protecting me from the world that surrounds us. I stand in the shadows of my dream not wanting to return, not knowing what will happen next.
The morning air waits patiently for me to open my eyes as I start my decent from the night. A breeze gently blow a wave of emotions across my exposed skin. The moment I am conscious the feeling of his warmth washes over me. My night dream comes rushing back as tears flowing down my cheeks, knowing. Laying half naked not ready to open my eyes I relive the feelings from the night. My heart steps back into the shadow as my thoughts wake with the sun.
I can recall the feeling as my memory fades, so familiar it haunts me.
He pulled me in without a promise. He pushed me back in fear. His body moved like a panther stalking. He circled slowly not taking his eyes off me. Intensely engaged his stare glazed over as he tasted my body with his eyes. His insatiable desire to have me overpowered his ability to fight the temptation that stood behind closed doors at last. He was about to devour the prey he’d been hunting for far too long. He was about to take what he believed belonged to him.
As he savoured the visual moment his thoughts balanced on the edge, about to spin out of control. T-e-m-p-t-a-t-i-o-n had entered the room and would not leave without a fight. His mouth watered at the thought of what my skin would taste like. He swallowed the saliva that pooled behind his lips, knowing he could not turn back once his mouth touched mine. His eyes gently closed as he inhaled my scent slowly and deeply.
I felt his eyes heating up the curve of my lower back as he paused before taking another step. I bit my lip gently as I turned my head catching him off guard with a look that penetrated his wall, exposing his soul. I whispered…check~mate. We were like magnets attracting and repelling each others every move. He caught my glance and held it tight. I felt the shift in his breathing ever so slightly as he narrowed the distance between us. I could feel the base of his heart beating like a wave of energy going right through me. His energy was like music to my soul. We were entangled in a dance neither of us were familiar with.
I closed my eyes to sharpen my intuition and escape into the abyss with him. His energy moved me as he came even closer. He vibrated my skin and scrambled my thoughts. Every hair on my body stood erect waiting, wondering if he was brave enough to dance as one. His breath on the back of my neck sent shivers down my spine. I could barely contain myself. Temptation was standing closer than it had ever been before. Whispering in my ear to succumb to its pleasure. We were both no longer able to walk away. Our minds were reading the thoughts of the other, our bodies ached for one another and our spirits were a breath away from coming completely undone.
He teased and tantalized my energy with the look in his eyes as he opened his mouth, moistened his lips and inhaled my being in one breath. There would never be a moment as pure as this between us again.
“The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it” ~ Oscar Wilde
My mind wakes to the smell of fresh brewed coffee. I slowly inhale the aroma that fills the air. A light breeze gently kisses my exposed cheek good-morning as I stretch my leg across the bed to find you. You are gone long enough for your body heat to leave the sheets cool to touch. The warmth of the sun on the flowers outside the window infuse yet another scent in the air. Mock Orange wafts across my body, only covered by a light sheet that has fallen to the curve of my waist. My shoulders feel cool and fresh not having your arms wrapped around them. I feel your energy in the room. You gazes upon me as I lay still enveloped by the thoughts of last night. Our thoughts pass back and forth to one another connecting on a spiritual level, intertwine like a story spoken aloud. I hear you. I feel you sifting through each one, trying as I do to focus but there are too many that jump in front of the other. You slip gently out the door knowing I need more time to play our encounter over again before I wake.
Our intimate early morning embrace that lead to yet another passionate moment shared between us keeps me from opening my eyes…I enjoy equally my fantasy of what you have done to me from the moment we met, to the reality of our first encounter, to this moment. You have never left me, even for a second.
My first conscious thought of the night sends me back into full-blown passion that exploded between the sheet. My body reacts. The crisp cotton fabric slowly releases the infused energy captured between us, sending visual pictures frame by frame like an old movie playing on the inside of my eye lids.
The warm sun casts a light flash on my face as I feel your energy once again enter the room in your physical form. The air is pulled from the window across my hair tickling my face as you open the door. All of my senses are enhanced by not seeing you. I feel you, I hear your heart beat bouncing off the walls crashing into mine. I smell your masculine pheromones fill the air knowing what is on your mind.
As he walked confidently toward me for the very first time, his energy wrapped around mine with no intention of letting me go. His eyes greeted me with an engaging stare. His strong hands reach out and grabbed me as he wrapped his arms around me. Each hair on the surface of my flesh raised as his hands explore beyond the ordinary. We held on tight leaving no space between us. Little fine triggers were pressed as the pressure of his touch connected us. Energy vibrated below the surface of my skin arousing another layer of who I was to the surface. My body slowly came alive shedding the cocoon that kept me warm and safe. As I exposed myself and surrender I allowed my mind and body to go beyond my imagination. His touch sparked a fire deep inside me that had been waiting patiently to be lit. As he stimulated each of my senses I peeled off another layer exposing my true self to him. He was standing in front of me holding the key that unlocked the passageway to who I truly was.
The depth behind his voice is what set my passion free. His low sexy tone crawled gently over my skin sending goosebumps across my flesh below my clothing. His seductive voice invited my ears to wander to where I yearned to be more often. I surrendered to his soulful sound gyrating toward the sensation we both craved and longed for. The melody of the moment created an atmosphere that allowed us to immerse to a depth we were not always open to. It was like a drug that relaxed us. Our inhibitions were placed to the back of our conscious minds allowing us to forget our social boundaries, opening us to a journey we would not forget. We stood naked in our minds, invisible to those passing by.
The sound of his breath inhaling made me tingle as I felt his chest expand. Tone…inflection…intent, all made the words his voice delivered melt my entire being in his arms. Quiet passion simmered while we embraced the moment. We were exactly where we were meant to be.
Intimacy…the ultimate sexy! Being drawn to someone without control is a feeling that many of us only experience once in a lifetime. It’s a magical force between two who connect on a much deeper level. It’s not just about sexual chemistry, although that too can be very intimate. Pure intimate feelings come from a much deeper place. A touch of the hand while staring into the eyes of someone who sees right inside your soul is intimate. A feeling of belonging together formed from a bond of experiencing the other.
There are two types of intimacy; physical and emotional. Love is intertwined in both. There are also two types of love within intimacy; compassionate and passionate. Compassionate love involves diminished feeling of attachment to the other. It is authentic, committed with profound feelings of caring for the other. Passionate love is identified by infatuation, intense feelings of sexual longing, throes of ecstasy and feelings of exhilaration that fill the room when you are together. To have a combination of both physical and emotional intimacy with passionate love is what most of us are ultimately seeking.
It’s a look across a room filled with people to that one person who turns you inside out and back again. A gaze that is only meant for you. A moment suspended in time. They know exactly what you’re thinking. It’s the magic of an intimate connection.
When we open our heart and expose ourselves making it known we are vulnerable to the other we experience the most profound intimate moments. It can’t be controlled, even if you try. You can walk away physically but your mind won’t allow you to leave the room they’re in. It can be a scary step if you’re not ready to open yourself to its entirety. A risk that many will not allow their heart to explore.
When you fall intimately for another human being they live inside your mind. They change the physiology of your body. They stir your soul. You become enveloped by their energy. They surround you no matter how far their physical form is from yours. They stand next to you inhaling your presence. It’s a powerful sensation that can overwhelm the ordinary.
Intimacy is considered the product of a successful seduction…so sexy!
The male physique is naturally sexy. As women we are drawn to it for obvious reasons but we are not all drawn to the same parts. The back of a man’s neck can send some women into a tail spin just standing behind him in a line up. There’s his sexy hard-working hands that you visualize holding your face when he kisses you. The forearms that ripple when he twists his wrist reaching for the door. There are the more obvious parts such as the buttock and chest but for me it’s the parts that we don’t always focus on that I find have more sex appeal. The jaw line that leads us to his lips, collar-bone that takes us to his chest, lower back that draws us to his buttocks, all the parts lead us there. Every part of the male physique is attractive to one women or another that’s what makes our connection so unique. A man doesn’t have to be buff to be sexy, sexy comes from within. It’s a natural aura all men have some are just more aware of it than others.
With cloths off the male energy sparks an instant attraction to most women. With cloths on we have to use our imagination. I want to use my imagination and drag it out as long as humanly possible before seeing what’s under that shirt. It builds intrigue and desire. If you see it all right away then you’ve lost a very intoxicating moment of unwrapping and exploring the gift of the male body!
There is no ‘type’ in particular that I am more attracted to. A natural build is more appealing to me but again it’s all about the male energy that wins in the end each time. What I am most attracted to in a man other than the look in his eyes is one who can be himself no matter where he goes or who he’s with. Being you… is Sexy.