Because, It's You.
It is always dark when you come. The sky drips like chocolate and
when I open the window, I can smell the stars. I crawl into bed,
anxiously awaiting, ardently anticipating. Nothing but you. Nothing
but sticky kisses, roaming hands, dancing tongues.
I hear your car miles away. I know it is you. The low rumble
announces you, as if I didn't feel in my bones that you were close.
I can smell you before you open the door. Soap and sex. Clean and
dirty. I know that I will still smell you after you leave. And I
know that I will resist showering as long as I can, your scent lingering in my
nostrils, and seeping through my pores. You fill my body, and cloud my mind.
Sometimes we speak, sometimes we don't. But always you wait.
You wait for me, to be sure I'm ready. To be sure I want. You
don't know, I've been wanting all day. Been needing all along.
Your kisses are soft, your beard tickles. Your tongue tastes like
candy, I want to hold it in my mouth forever. I could kiss you all
night, until our lips are so tired that they tingle. I could fall
from exhaustion into a long, sated sleep simply from spending the night sucking
on your luscious mouth.
The first touch of your hand almost does me in. You know every
part of me. I never had to show you, to tell you, to ask you. You
just knew. You explore and you probe. You seek and you find.
You divide and you conquer. You eat me alive, and I love every
moment of it.
My nipples harden and ache with longing. I want you to kiss,
suckle, nibble and bite. I want you to pinch and twist and turn my
body into a bed of hot coals. God I love your tongue and your
lips. You show me things I've never known. I never knew the
nape of my neck the way you do, the insides of my elbows will
never be the same. I am yours now, I want you to take every part
of me and never tire of it.
I'm naked. In front of you. Completely exposed and open. I feel
your eyes as if they were your fingers, I want you to know all of
me. I want you to take your clothes off, but you never do. I want to
feel your hot skin against mine. I want to rub against you so our
sweat becomes one, and we smell the same.
As you slowly, lovingly move down my body with your mouth I know
nothing else. I feel only your lips, the wet of your tongue. I
belong to you. I want you to write your name between my pussy lips with your
tongue. You are a drug, I want to suck you through my veins. I need more, I
want it all. You suck and bite and lick, and I don't think I can take anymore.
We are both wet and sticky with my juice, yet you give more. My nipples erect,
my skin like a thousand
needles. I shiver and shake, and cry out. Yet you give more. I
can't imagine how I ever lived without this. I beg you to stop, I
can't take any more. "You've broken me."
I beg you again, bury your face deep between my legs. Make me
whole, make me whatever you want. I just want to cum again. I want
to kiss you, and taste me on your lips. In the light of the moon
I see your beard sticky and wet. And I see your smile, your
twinkling eyes. I feel your arms around me, your hand slipping within my own.
I know I will sleep. I know when I wake, you will be gone. I will sit up in
bed and wonder if I imagined you. If a man anywhere
besides in my dreams could know my body and soul like you do.
And then my body will remember. I will look and see love bites you
left behind. I will roll over and see the stain I've left in the
bed under me, smelling of a mixture of me and you.
And I will long. I will wish the day to pass, night to fall, and another visit
from you. And I hope that one day, after I fall asleep
exhausted and satisfied with your arms around me, I will wake up and you will
still be there. And we can play in the early morning light, naked and naughty.
It will be like a new game. And I would love to explore some of you, for a
change.
