Silence

Senses

Exquisitely, excruciating,  euphoria, 

As her supple hands glide down my back,

First soft, then harder, 

Digging into my flesh,

Drawing sweet intoxicating pain.

Rip her clothes, to expose,

The naked wonders of her flesh.

Eyes feast upon her beauty,

Digesting, desirous, details.

With feline grace she pounces,

Upon me she intends to feast.

Not tonight, tonight is mine.

Our tongues entwine in wonderous bliss,

I taste her sweetness within my mouth.

Savour the explosions of euphoric celebration.

Pull her head back gently,

Fingers locked in her full hair,

To nibble at the nape of her neck,

Kiss, run my tongue till I reach her ear. 

Nip and blow ever so softly,

Whisper my love unto her.

Hands flowing up and down caressing gently,

Tracing routes upon her femininity. 

Eagerly, tenderly, make clear my intentions.

Hands map her mountains,

Fondling, climbing to the peeks,

Twirling,  round and round,

Dancing in synchronised harmony.

Trace the contours of the summit,

Bestow a cheeky pinch...

Follow suit and sup upon her supple breast,

Caress, whilst tongue draws a circle,

Varying pressure upon the surface,

Followed by a gentle blow.

Her sweet scent, so intoxicating, 

Makes me desirous with lust...

Yet control I must maintain.

Her heart beat, beats upon my ear,

As I am nestled by the mounds,

I cradle with one hand her derrière, 

Gently squeeze the cheek,

Teasing before the harder grope.

Eagerly her hands do guide me,

Sending me where she wants me. 

I do not yield to her eager guidance.

I push myself to my knees,

View the playing field below,

My eyes gulp down the splendour,

Spread upon the silken sheets.

From the glass I grab a cube,

Wet, ice cold shivers, race from finger to brain.

With one quick motion,

I begin to draw...

Patterns upon her naked flesh.

The candle light flickers, 

Depicting writhing figures upon the wall.

Feline arches mixed with wolven tearing.

The cube I trace upon her lips,

Tracing down her neck,

Till between her breasts.

I raise my hand and let it drip,

Upon her nips,

She shudders from the cold,

Upon her heated flesh.

I trace my route once more,

Traverse her stomach,

With I love you,

All the while my tongue does follow,

Bringing warmth where once was cold.

For a while I play this game,

Till no more ice remains,

Her heat has consumed it all.

Once more we entwine with tongues kiss,

While hands once more stroke upon flesh.

Her need for me increases,

With every passing moment,

I can feel her racing heart,

Hear her speeding breaths,

Taste her eager hunger,

See her expectant shivering form,

Can almost smell her craving.

I glide my way down,

To heavens gates

and here begins the feast.

My senses heightend to her pleasures,

I feed her satisfaction,

Heaving, writhing, contorting motions,

I relish my intimate torture.

Her hands grip my hair,

Encouraging, goading me on,

Till eventually...

She summons me back up,

For a moments hungry kiss.

With one turn, I am below, 

Trapped upon my back,

Silk sliding sensuously under me.

Her warmth envelopes me,

As we become one.

We dance to a multitude of beats,

Ever changing as the need arises,

Slipping into different poses as we go.

Time elapses without a care,

Forgotten along the way,

To be a simple bystander.

Our needs merge,

As we meld within one another,

Fufilling base desires.

For a moment I wish this would never end,

But the eventual culmination in climax,

Washes over like a flood.

Panting softly side by side,

We cuddle and kiss,

Enjoying the moments,

Of heated bliss.

Exhausted we slowly drift,

Into satisfied slumber,

Entangled in each other,

Locked in each others embrace...