Oops

My tongue leaves a trail of dampness as it explores  you.  As it makes its way from your ear lobes and down  the side of your neck.   You flinch. I pause. If only for a  moment to whisper in your ear.  Your skin tingles as the cool air  hits the dampness on your warming skin.  Your eyes remain  hidden behind a blanket of silk.   You shiver.  Shudder almost as  the tip of my tongue slowly moves down you.   Flicking over your chin, your neck, down to your naked chest.  I tease your  nipples, gently caressing them as they harden beneath the  administrations of my tongue.  Before I suck. Before I bite.  You groan from within, moaning. Your breathing heavy as you  encourage through your exhales for me to continue.  I move further  down across your stomach, down your sides to your hip bone and you shiver with the teasing that leaves you squirming, trying to  guide me to the place that you want me to be.  Yet I tease you purposefully.  Circling around you, going anywhere but the place that you long for my tongue to make contact with.  I move further  down, you move away, move toward me. I tease you purposefully. Circling around, the tip of my tongue teasing, Your body rising from the bed where you are restrained at wrists and ankles.   Your  body burning. Burning with need. Desire. My tongue is damp, warm, moist against your skin. You long for it to touch you, to tease your hardened sex.  The muscles tighten in your thighs, your toes curling. Every movement of your body is felt.  My nails carve into  your skin, leaving a reddening mark as they follow the trail of my  tongue.  The feeling from the dampness of my tongue, against the  harshness of my nails confusing your mind, your body.  My  tongue is sucking and nibbling, swirling around over your skin; over your body.  Your back arching. Your muscles tense. Your  breathing deep and heavy as my tongue circles around the hardness of your cock, the fullness of your balls.  My fingers teasing as they  find the entrance to your soft spots.  You are almost inviting me in, begging me to take you in my mouth. To push you in my mouth deeper.  And  just as I do, you start to cum. You are begging for me to touch you, to help you on your way. Except I stop. Watching the  frustrations that scream through your body.  The lack of stimulation.  The lack of pleasure. OOPS  It is ruined.

OOPS