Wednesday, February 01, 2012

Starvation

His lips are soft and smooth
Pouring tender kisses, making me yearn for more
More softness, more hardness
Conflicting needs, but soothing
I feel the stress of my days being pushed away, then easily forgotten
As soon as his arms wrap around me, as soon as his lips land the much awaited first kiss
I'm there... home... and I don't want to leave
I recognize the scent of my love
The mouth I can't get enough of
The embrace that secures me
More intensity, more urgency
Now. 
His fingers lock in my curls
His mouth devours my throat
His throbbing cock finds me 
Through clothing for now, but not for long
We've been starving
Now is time for feasting.

7 comments:

  1. Love the presentation... Erotic hott...

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  2. Vivid and erotic. You do such wonderful things with the written word.

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  3. Oh gawd this is good. I'm right there with you.

    Very nice.

    -H

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  4. This is hot, a great example of why I love the way you write. And it's always nice to see a photo as well, makes me smile. =)

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  5. Smoking hot! How lovely to be home.... :-)

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