Middle

Caught between a giggle and a cry
My lips on your neck
Teeth sunk, just enough
And though I’m on top
Controlling
My nails dig in your back
Making you arch into me
Lifting your head
I’ll nip at your chin
Before your neck
Reaching lower
My nails still in your flesh
Scratching down
As my  mouth traces to your chest
And you lift your hips
Needing, pleading for my mouth
To touch your clit
But not yet
Slide my hands on your hips
Gently at first, then hold them down
As I kiss them, each side
Kissing, caressing, teasing
Letting you fight
I like it when you plead for more
Without any words
But there is more to come
I’m not done with you yet
There’s still ice in my cup
Waiting to touch you too
Drip...

Drop...
   
Drip…drip…
     
Drop...

On your breast
Neck
Belly and your hip
Just above your button
Down your thighs
My tongue, my lips
Following each drip and drop
Whispering words you can’t hear
But can only feel upon your skin
Making you shiver
Your body jump as my breath
Intoxicates you