My Little Secret

Across the room  
you stood, shyly watching  
as everyone danced.  
Gathering courage  
I slid my way through the  
crowd to you.  
The question burning  
on my lips, bursting  
from my mouth.  
Startled, your eyes seduced  
me to the floor.  
 
Dancing;  
together, alone.  
Everyone faded away,  
leaving us to our fantasy.  
I wrapped my arms around  
your slim shoulders,  
my head rested upon  
your chest.  
When I looked up  
our eyes connected.  
Leaning foreward,  
our lips met.  
 
The bed calls us,  
beckons from where  
it stands alone in the dark.  
Slipping under the covers  
we lay, an entanglement  
of soft limbs  
and curves.  
 
Slowly you reach over,  
stroking my breasts,  
teasing my nipples.  
You crawl on top  
leaning down and caressing  
my mouth with yours.  
You hands slip under  
my shirt, cupping my breasts;  
I reciprocate.   
 
Sliding downwards,  
you unbutton my pants  
and toss them to the floor.  
You stand as I help you  
remove yours  
leaving us both in  
vulnerable  exposure.  
 
My hands find your  
clitoris, teasing, causing  
you to cry out.  
My fingers slide into  
your wet vagina,  
you moan first with pain,  
then only pleasure.  
 
I begin slowly, increasing  
as you become more aroused.  
Dipping down my mouth  
joins my hands,  
my tongue strokes your clit.   
Moaning with euphoria,  
you climax.  
 
Clinging to my body  
you throw me down  
on the bed,  
stroking my breasts;  
tantalizing my clit.  
My muscles contract  
and hips thrust when I  
finally orgasm in your arms.