Present Fantasy 4

Tepid water trickling
Rivulets like fingertips
Tracing, embracing my curves and
Sun loved skin.

My temp climbs
As the heat of your breath
Spreads against the back of my neck.
Everything rising when
Your lips barely touch.
Hands wrap around my waist
Slide down the tops of my thighs
Up again, to grip my hips
Pull me into your frame,
My backside feels your
Expanding lust.

I'm bracing,
Cool tile under palms.
A tighter pull
Sinks your teeth
In that space between
Neck and shoulder.
A moan from my soul
As energy courses from
Me to you. Can't breathe.

A hand between my breasts
Locks me in place
Against your chest.
The other plunging,
Pillaging my plush
Sinking into slick gush
Pulling out to draw across
My hard and aching clit,
Shocking me, shaking legs
Only to seek again what
The water washes away.

My head falls back, turns
I want, I need
You to kiss me, hard.
Mute my moans, engulf
Me, everything I am
Is yours.
I can feel my body coursing,
Fireworks explode behind my eyes
As you work me,
Diligently, lovingly,
I collapse and shudder,
Cry out, release.

Without pause, I'm turned
My back pushed against the tiles,
The chill of them, welcome.
Legs hooked in the crook
Of your tireless arms
Lift me up on it,
Weightless
Easing me down
Slipping into my still contracting,
Pulsing silk.
I gasp as your girth, pushes in
Pumps, slow and steady.
Eyes burrowing into mine,
The endless depth of you
Reflected in blackening orbs.


Pushing your chest,
Pulling me in,
You go deeper and deeper
Ramping up speed,
Until I can't think
I'm out of body, yet
Grounded in this feeling.
Your moan gives way
As your body gives in
To a hungry mouth
For a final kiss.
With one last deep thrust,
Every muscle tensed,
An animal groans,
From within you

Into me.