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.
The room was crawling with excitement. As we slowly slipped into the sea of enthusiasts, a waft of gasoline mixed with exhaust set the fragrant tone. I couldn’t help but pause while my ears were serenaded by the deep throaty throttle of what had to be a sexy red Ducati off in the distance. The atmosphere oozed raw sex appeal pleasing two of my senses within moments of entering the mix.
As we immersed ourselves into the river of heavy black leather, inked sleeves and worn faded jeans his deep mellow voice began its seduction.”Stay close, I don’t want to lose you“. The room was full of freedom seeking souls who all had a common thread. The culture or texture of the room was understood amongst those who lived it. I could only focus on his magnetic male energy. His power and strength captured mine each time he gently brushed against me. When I closed my eyes I could still feel his presence in the room.
Scantily dressed tantalizing women in thigh high black leather boots, bustiers laced tight exposing voluptuous cleavage and torn fishnet stockings devoured him as his stride slowly seduced them into a frenzy. Glamorous Pin-ups in stilettos bit their cherry red lips in unison as his scent enticed them, only allowing them to inhale. He was Angelic walking through a room full of sinners willing to confess their deepest darkest secrets in hopes they would become pure again, if only he would indulge them with his touch. His charismatic energy took hold of me. Was I willing to confess my sins to him to feel his touch? In that moment he gently placed both hands on my waist from behind slowly turning me around and kissed my lips softly amid the now silent chaos. I too, was only able to inhale after his lips touched mine. I could hear the lovelies in the room exhale from a distance. He took a little piece of my heart in that moment, placing it safely next to his.
We continued to meander effortlessly through the crowd sharing intimate thoughts through our eyes. My finger tips were drawn towards the silky black scintillating paint of a Thruxton. Following the curve of the tank I imagined it to be his skin. At that moment we were alone in the room. Time stood still. I slowly traced his deep ebony silhouette wondering what would happen next, if I touched him. I felt his warmth. I closed my eyes to absorb the heat that radiated from his strong body leading with my chest, arms at my sides like I was soaking up the warm summer sun and then I felt his hand under mine. His energy overwhelmed me.
He continued to gently brushing against me making me pause each time. I had to remind myself we were not alone. Our electricity leaped back and forth from his skin to mine each time we were near.
I felt safe to explore knowing he was there. His presence electrified me. I was alone with him in a room full of eyes aware of the chemistry building between us. I could no longer hold onto my secret. It was falling like sand through the cracks of my walls I so bravely build over the years.
It seemed like forever since I saw him last. His hand gently touched my arm when he leaned in for a soft kiss on the side of my mouth. I took a breath s~l~o~w~l~y as our bodies came together inhaling his presence. His masculine scent was deliciously powerful. I may have even closed my eyes for a split second to ignore all my other senses.
We engaged in subtle glances. Our eyes caught stalling for brief moments to penetrate the invisible wall of uncertainty. Even the slightest touch of his body felt exaggerated and deliberate. I inhaled him with each draw in of breath, sending me back to an intimate moment from our past. It was hard to stay focused on the conversation with his scent swirling around me. I couldn’t resist the sensual recall each time he leaned in close. I was utterly distracted and teased by his pheromones dancing so clearly in front of me. I fought the temptation to lean in and kiss him without warning. The attraction was undeniable.
Invisible to the naked eye his scent continued to surge, taking me in and out of moments shared in our past. Like music his scent took me places I had been before and allowed my mind to wander regions I had yet to explore.
I found myself in a world of my own where his neck was close enough for my lips to touch. I wondered if anyone else at the table could feel what his scent was doing to me. The irresistible sexy scent of this man had captured me…again.
The lead up to an embrace can be overwhelming. It can be one of the most intimate forms of touch we experience with another human being. It’s whats behind the embrace that changes how it feels. The lead up of what you make it is what it becomes. When you embrace someone of the opposite sex for the very first time it can be exhilarating.
Anticipation builds. Thoughts provoked. A few simple words spark something deep inside. Hearts race. Uncharted territory. Feelings deep below the surface waiting to be scratched. A sensation unlike any other. No focus. Lost control of the ability to function.
Days turned into hours. Counting down with only minutes left. Almost a reality. Hearts beat faster. Energy releases. Senses on fire. Mind swirling with unfinished thoughts. Time stands still. Eye contact. Smiles. Staring unable to move. Connection made. Drawn closer. Touch. E-m-b-r-a-c-e. Hold. Perfect fit. Strength. Tight squeeze. Can’t release. Enveloped by the energy. Bound by free flowing electricity. No intention of breaking away from such a connection.
An embrace could be waiting suspended in time…for the moment to ignite a smouldering flame…
An-tic-i-pa-tion…say it slowly again with the lustful thought of wanting to touch your partner but not being able to at this moment in time…an-tic-i-pa-tion. The word has such flavour it’s hard to say without the feeling of edible desire. The an-tic-i-pa-tion of touch can be so electric your body jitters gently and sends shivers down your spine.
The deep aching thought of what you’re anticipating sends a shutter like no other. Every little hair on the surface of your skin comes alive standing on end waiting to be touched. Anticipation naturally builds nervous sexual energy when chemistry is present. When your focus is on whom you desire anticipation can send you into a frenzy of what might be in those first few moments standing in front of one another.
Meeting in person for the first time…an-tic-i-at-tion. The first embrace with your entire body from head to toe…an-tic-i-pa-tion. Kissing for the first time…an-tic-i-pa-tion. Reuniting with one another after an unwanted absence…an-tic-i-pa-tion. The first intimate moment…an-tic-i-pa-tion.
If you take the time to let your mind wander in lust or love about the object-of-your-desire anticipation will naturally build, making any moment with the opposite sex that much more exciting.
An-tic-i-pa-tion is making you wait…embrace it. Say it slowly one more time and taste it as it rolls off your tongue into the atmosphere.
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!
Erogenous zones are better than sexy…they’re titillating! We all have those secret spots we hope our lover finds while exploring our naked flesh! Some are placed strategically on our human canvas others are unique to each of us. If your curious as to where these zones are on your lover have them stand naked and gently touch every inch of their skin and you will be sure to find every single one! An erogenous zone treasure hunt! My only advice…take your time!
Heightened sensitivity is the key to identifying zones of pleasure! When you are tuned into your partners body the language is clear; shutters, shivers, a short quick breath and audible delight are a sign you’ve found the treasure you’re seeking. When stimulated the result is the production of erotic sensations or sexual excitement. It’s as mentally stimulating as it is physically if you are immersed in the moment. Rousing the physiology of the human body is tantalizing awakening senses that have laid dormant in our physical form. Once our body reacts to the touch of our lover our mind takes over controlling our sexual arousal.
If you want to drive your partner absolutely crazy sending them into a frenzy of pleasure navigate their flesh and explore in detail their erogenous map.
The obvious erogenous zones are not always the most stimulating it purely depend on your partner. Breasts for some woman can lead to such pleasure there is no need to continue any further. The inner thigh, behind the knees, buttocks and nape of the neck are a few areas to start. Just breathing on these parts of the body can give your partner goose bumps all over. Imagine the reaction when you finally touch that delicate spot for the first time before you go any further.
The number one female erogenous zone…lips. Keep this in mind the next time you reach in for a passionate kiss, so basic, so simple, such pleasure!