You take control.
The sun is strong and warm and comforting.
The breeze light and teasing.
You tug me near and I feel your breath.
Will you sink your teeth into my skin? Or will it be soft caress?
Kisses along the inside each breast.
Soft and new, warm and true.
Moans of pleasure fill sweet scented air, as your fingers thread inside my hair.
As you lips move along my renewed skin, filling me with hope.
Edging me with desired need, as my breath hitches and holds.
I lean back as you draw me into your arms, and to the ground.
My heart unsettled, as it begins to pound.
Gentle heat envelopes every pore,
as your body presses against mine,
as your lips press against mine,
as your want presses against mine.
As you make me whine and as you tell me,