Sensual Letter

My Dearest Cougar:

It has been a long while since I've seen you in person, and it feels much longer still. As I lay on my bed tonight, restless, counting the days left to see you, thinking only of you, I recall and wonder about how things became the way they are now.

You are so very special to me, my dear Jerol. You are my best friend and my lover, my secret-keeper, my love.

Being with you is a pleasure in so many ways. Your voice soothes and relaxes, your beautiful green eyes melt. And when you smile with real love or happiness I just want to jump with joy. On you, preferably. :)

Your skin is cool and smooth, and your delicate touch is an art you have mastered, and that I now feel lucky to enjoy. I love your sly body signals I still can't always read right - your eyes that say "stop talking, come closer", and your hand rub that says "touch me". I love to lose myself in your lips, to gently caress them with my own, to nip at them softly while holding your head like the most beautiful one in the world.

I love to explore your sensitive neck, to sample it with kisses mixed in with gentle sucks, feeling you stretch it to give me more space to play with it. I love to cover my face in your hair, and to smell up close the fascinating aromas that all men around you are so enticed with. I love to rub and to scratch your head, while seeing you relax your whole body, fall in deeper into your pillow, and turn to the other side, asking me for more.

I love to feel your skin press and rub to mine - the caress of our fingers when we hold hands, the feel of our chests when our bodies embrace - the rub of our necks, the slide of our legs. I love to see your eyes close in delight when I touch you right, and to hear your gentle sighs and moans that inflame me and drive me crazier for you.

*NEVER FINISHED* :(

(Written on the 26th of May or so)