closer and closer

He moves down to your thighs,as instructed, ignoring the sweetness just above for the moment, instead, trailing his fingers down the back of your thighs, watching as you move your legs apart, offering what he is not allowed to take. Tickling behind your knees, goose bumps forming as you feel his breath teasing the tiny hairs, his lips and tongue making slow circles in the back of the each knee, as you feel his warmth above you, his chest sliding over you, and his hard nipples rubbing, down and down toward your feet, your toes ready, your legs spreading even wider, as if pulled by ropes tying you down to the bed, more and more open, offering, moans, and soft sighs as you wait. His mouth sucking in your toe, toying with it, his tongue swirling around, hot suction, in and out, your mind imagining his mouth on your clit, sucking just like that, pulling it in, letting it pop out, each time more suction, each time blood pulsing harder, teeth teasing, each toe laved, each toe possessed, each toe sucked, left damp, glowing, stretching, digging into the sheets, before he moves back up, so slowly, tongue licking, up and up, fingers holding your leg, your fingers tight as you fight the urge to turn over, to grab him and pull him into you, pressing his mouth onto you, wetting his cheeks. His tongue slides up the inside of your thigh, tracing the line where it meets your cheek, so close, so warm, then slides between your cheeks, seeking, reaching to touch, to lick, to wet, to press as you push up off the bed, offering your ass, offering so much more. Will he be allowed to  slide under you, praying his tongue will finally, finally touch your hot center, lick your wetness leaking down your thighs, and then move up, to press deep into you, following, seeking the source of the sweet juices? He licks and licks, pushing in between your cheeks, his tongue pressing in, swirling, and opening, your ass pulsing with the attention, waiting for your command, throbbing, leaking, taking pleasure in your moans, yours.