Restless

Tonight I am restless.

Agitated.

Along the skin I am crawling out of, I feel a trail of fire where the blaze of your cool kisses last traced against my flesh.

I remember your lips…

Your tongue…

My nipples, swollen and hard, cry out in a silent somatic plea for the attentions of both; the rise and fall of each breath brushes the pink tender points against the material of my shirt, echoing in time with the pulsing rhythm of my clit.

I close my eyes and shiver with the remembrance of…

You.

Me.

Us.

Recollections…  Impressions…  Sensations…

My heart beats in reminiscence against my widening cervix.  Harder…  Faster…

The ancient tempo throbs inside me, and all my mating instincts are attuned to you.

I open my eyes on a gasp.  It’s so hard to maintain control.  It’s so hard to want to.

My skin is feverish.

Your voice reverberates through my mind, rekindling the embers.  Like spark to tinder, desire simmers in my veins.

My breasts are heavy.  My womb…

Aches.

My cunt…

*Your* cunt…

D R I P S

For you.

I cannot walk; the scissoring of my legs is an exercise in erotic torture.

I squirm when I sit; feeling the press of the chair against my ass, against my empty aching creamy cunt makes me…

Fidgety.

Agitated.

Restless.

Tonight I am restless.