Warm flesh
Rapid pulse
Unmoistened lips
Nerves firing urging to touch.
"Do you want this?"
Questioned asked.
Pupils dilated.
Nipples pebbled.
"Yes"
Strong soft skin, silk to the touch
A path created by the God's to Follow
Drawn closer.
Whispered touch.
Questionable girth
"Claim it for tonight."
Soft hands squeezing tight
Glistening promises escapes
East to West directed by a push and pull
"Mine"
Tighten vise.
The devilish pace and waiting for a plain landscape waiting to be painted on.
"Close"
Quivering muscle
Moan of delight and ache
Studdered words
Warm cords create a one-of-a-kind masterpiece.
