His gaze,
Like red lights
As they move
In my direction.
Getting closer,
He entwined our
Hands,
His other hand
On my cheek,
My heart flutters.
His lips part,
The red lights in
His eyes darkened
With intense passion.
I part my lips
As our mouths
Became one.
Having me captivated
By the kiss,
My toes curl.
Our tongues wrestle
into the night.
The room feels hot,
As I melt into the kiss.
His hand snakes up
My shirt,
Making contact with
My breasts,
Moaning softly under
His touch.
With the same hand,
He snakes down to
My pants,
Unbuckling them.
His hand slips into
My panties,
Moving his fingers
On my clit,
Pleasure filling
My body.
My knees buckle
And he held me up.
He breaks the kiss,
"I'm going to mess you
Up tonight.~"
The red lights getting
Dimmer and dimmer.
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Comments3
A sensual, sexual, erotic poem of pleasure. Full of desire it presses on.
Looks like the red light turned green for go, go, go.
Good to see a bit of eroticism. Could have sworn the site was celibate.
Well, I hope he doesn't mess her up to bad. She seemed like a nice girl.
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