Dina

Your spine is the road to your orgasm, and I know every curve of it. I will press against you from behind, my lips touching your nape, my tongue beginning its journey down, over each vertebra, feeling you shudder from my touch. Where your spine curves in your lower back, I will linger, circle that spot with my tongue, feel you begin to tremble from just this caress. I'm in no hurry — I move slowly, savouring every second, feeling your breathing grow deeper, your hands clench into fists, your body succumbing to my will. When I reach the very bottom, where your spine meets your buttocks, I will run my tongue along that curve, and you won't be able to hold back. You will come — from my tongue, from how I traced your spine like a map leading to your pleasure. With me, you don't just come — I read you like a book, page by page, and your orgasm is the final chapter.