You feel gooseflesh from my presence

Knowing I am there before

You feel my hot breath against your neck

My hands caressing down your back

Slow trails of shivering flesh

You blush at the touch

Of my lips on your neck

My tongue drags across that soft skin

my hands wrap around

Touching where I like

My need against you

Pulsing

You gasp as my fingers

Find your nipples

And pinch, pull, roll, twist

Then let go

My hand sliding down again

Into wet, hot folds

My words of command

Whispered in your ear

Eliciting the request

In flushed, breathless tones

"Breed Me"