I knew this would happen...

timing

I love the feeling of your body on mine, any time that we touch. I love that every time your lips touch mine, I cannot stop the moan that escapes me, the trembling that comes over me. Our love is so innocent, and still seems so new after a year. After our shower on Saturday you put your hands between my legs, and I wanted you all over again. Just a slip of the finger, and then it was over, even though we used up all the hot water, I wanted you still.
I can lay and kiss you for hours, sometimes letting you power over me, then responding so you can see how badly I want you, how easily I would open up to you. I love when you put your hand on my head and pull me closer, then I know that you want me too. I love it when you want me, when you talk and I see your lip tremble, when I kiss you and feel you wanting me. How, as much as I enjoy it, knowing that there is no need for forplay, and having you slide right into me like you were born to be there.