“Anyone who is observant, who discovers the person they have always dreamed of, knows that sexual energy comes into play before sex even takes place. The greatest pleasure isn’t sex, but the passion with which it is practiced. When the passion is intense then sex joins into complete the dance, but it is never the principal aim.” ~ Paolo Coelho
I know that what beats between us is not just sex, but right now, tonight, all I want is you.
I don’t want you just for the man who I see, I want you for the man who you actually are.
The one who I know I bring out in you.
And tonight, I want that man—I want you—to touch me.
I want you to touch me here and there, and simply f*ckin’ everywhere.
While we set fire to these sheets, we also set fire to each other’s souls.
I’ve finally stopped trying to figure it all out, because I never really came up with any tangible answers anyway.
Because now I’ve simply decided to let go and fall into you.
I don’t want to just float safely upon your passionate breath but I want to submerge myself in the desire that floods our bodies and makes us fly into the impossible.
I want to make you burn with the same fire that you ignite within me.
So, tonight, I just want to leave everything that we should have done at the door, along with our clothing of tightly woven securities, and take you into me.
Into the snug place of wellbeing and high voltage energy that leaves us gasping because of its realness, tumbled by the dizzying fantasy of it all.
I tried to fight these flames for so long—to submerge myself into the cold waters of reality, trying to find the bottom once again.
What I found though, is that no matter how I tried, my desire just kept coming back, stronger than before.
So this time, I just want to see how hot you can get me and how much I can make you sweat, with my ravaging flames.
Everything else between us, besides the sex, makes the sex itself so amazing. Maybe you don’t feel the same, or maybe you have questions that still need answers.
But for me, I’ve learned all I needed to know.
I have never had another individual affect me the way you do, but I’ve also never had someone accept all the small chaotic static that I create, within the magic of my fingertips like you do either.
I’ve never had someone say that they continually wanted more.
And though you haven’t said it with your words, you have with your actions.
This time around, that means more to me than anything else.
I’ve had men try to court the desire of my blood, but they just couldn’t.
Because they didn’t have the key, and while I never expected you to possess it, it seems you do.
You unlock a part of me that I didn’t even know existed, until you turned the key and it all came spilling out, changing my landscape forever.
And now, I am burning for you baby.
I am burning for the way your eyes widen to take in every mystery I spin within the shrug of my bare shoulders.
Burning for the way my entire body seems to respond to your presence and shakes in anticipation of your touch.
Tingling for the way your hands feel against my skin and the way you say everything that I’ve always wanted to hear.
I know that we won’t be able to help ourselves but to rush at first—not because we don’t want to take our time—but because there is a place where you belong inside and we’ve never been good at holding back our desire.
But, that is only the beginning.
Because once our breath has returned to normal, and the electricity begins to ripple in blue light between our bodies, we will take our time—possibly many times, until we have finally fallen asleep satisfied.
I hope you know though, that this decadent sleep won’t last for long, because with you next to me, I just won’t be able to help myself.
Except to help myself to your body, tasting every square inch of your exposed skin—nibbling the parts that I just can’t ever seem to get enough of.
Because baby, this time, I am truly burning for you.
Time just can’t compete with desire like this.
No matter what has passed or changed in our atmosphere, I always seem to find myself falling into your gravity, never caring if I scape my knees on the way down.
Whatever is here, existing and growing in the spaces between you and me, seems to have a life all of its own.
And maybe it’s one that you don’t want to explore, maybe you don’t feel the same way that I do at all.
But something tells me you just might.
That maybe I start a fire within you, that no one else in the time apart, was able to and that maybe this time, that will be enough for you to want to see what else could be.
Because I’ve realized whatever this is, I just can’t get enough of it.
And I don’t want to be without it, because while you make my body crest in ways no one else has, you also continually help me turn into the woman who I was always meant to be.
The woman you knew I was, all along.
Maybe it’s your simple presence that has left me waiting with a burning fire, to see if you’re finally ready to play with the fire that we create.
Because something tells me this time, neither of us will get burned.
Author: Kate Rose
Editor: Ashleigh Hitchcock