Light switch
*first post*
Why worry about the temperature of the room when we're talking about you and I?
Let's get these white sheets dirty.
One would wonder what took us so long, tension building, quiet telling glances,
Let me try not to get wordy and get it down on paper while it’s fresh.
My mouth on yours, we stood, warm bodies together,
Weaving slowly up and down, you drew your desires on my shoulders with your fingers,
Eyes closed I let you look at me, a blank canvas awaiting your desired design,
You push me playfully down on the bed, claiming control.
Foreplay is exquisite; a well rounded understanding of the most intimate corners of me,
Watching me reach a point of pleasure, you’re behind the controls.
Now you allow me to feel you entirely, there are no empty spaces between us,
Still working out my every emotion in your head, you get me there, over and over,
My petals release their moisture, and you repeat “good girl” again and again.
I breathe in deeply and scoot the pillows from my head,
I want nothing in the way of the sight of you enjoying me,
You take me again and again and I raise my legs to please you.
Jumping off now, my heart races when you say it’s my turn,
Without hesitation, I taste us with my mouth,
your eyes are finally closed now as I watch you enjoy yourself, selfishly.
I approach you from above, grabbing your smooth sides,
Writing your name with my hips, your brown puppy dog eyes meet mine,
Lifting myself again and as we breathe in unison and my curly hair bounces,
Our mouths meet again and I feel every moment with sweet abandon,
You’re up now and pull my backside towards your boiling hot body,
You disappear into me entirely, moaning with complete delight,
We are one again, and relishing every moment we can get,
Coming near, you announce, release, and moan from your depths,
collapsing gently on my back.
I close my eyes, smile, and wait as you twitch with authenticity, gathering yourself.
Posted Jan 29, 2022, 3:50 PM UTC