You knew exactly what I was dreaming of...

You come and sit down opposite me at the table,
Say your hello's and join the group.
Why shouldn't you, we've all been friends for years.
Yet from the moment you walked in I was on alert,
Hoping you wouldn't sit in that empty seat there.
But you did.
Now I have to look at you.
Meet your gaze.
And thats not good, not here, not now.

Just one full sweep of you and I can still picture you naked.
Every inch, dip and muscle of your golden flesh.
One moment of eye contact, and boom, I'm taken back.
Back to the time when I could kiss you,
Back in our summer affair...

"I'm this way, you're that, so I'll say goodnight"
I give you hug and kiss on the cheek.
You hold on.
"Come home with me tonight?" Slightly shy, unlike you.
"Yes" 
How could I refuse?

Over the threshold, barely keeping hands to themselves,
And I'm pushed against the bathroom door,
Arms pinned above my head. 
I moan my approval.
"You like it rough too? I thought you would"

You started gently on my lips, unsure of the piercings.
It turned greedy within seconds,
Tongues dueling, both wanting supremacy.

Releasing my arms, you remove my top.
Before it even hits the floor you're trailing kisses,
Savage ones from my neck to chest.
Deft fingers remove my bra before I get your shirt off.
That joins the pile two moments later.

Semi-naked, hungry and wanting,
You press me hard against the door,
That perfect, solid chest a welcomed barrier.

More of you.
I kiss you without restraint, showing you I want.
Both still with busy hands.

A thud, followed by the swoosh of silk pooling on the floor.
Your belt.
My Skirt.

You stop and look at me,
Your gaze full of raw need and unleashed passion.
"On the bed. Leave the stockings as they are"

I obey, of course I obey.
Sitting on the bed, I let my hair loose, 
You watch it fall around my shoulders
As your trousers join the pile by the door.
I admire your sculpted form as you turn off the lights,
Strike a match and ignite the large candle by the bed.

"On your back" 
   "As you wish"

"I want to watch your face as I make you cum.
I want to see your body marked and flushed from my attentions"

You settle between my legs,
Planting a last kiss on my swollen lips then you bite them. 
Hard.
Bite, bite, bite, all the way down to my breasts.
Here you stop a moment, look, admire them.
Lowering your head I notice the strands of gold 
Glinting in that glorious mahogany hair.
Then nothing except the sweet, Sweet sensation of your tongue on my nipple.

While you pay homage them,
Your fingers have find my pussy,
Swollen, slick, wanting, no, begging for you.
Yet you give slow, excruciatingly slow circles,
Sending me half crazed.
The now sucking and biting of my nipples
Only adding fuel to the fire.

You finally release my breasts,
Finally I can draw a steady breath.
Your nibbles sink lower, gliding down my stomach,
Around my curves and to my hip bones.
All the while your finger still circling slightly faster,
Still not enough.
Teasing always was your talent.

Then three things simultaneously;
My hand tangled in your hair;
Your tongue found my clitoris;
And a name, yours, left my lips on a soft sigh of satisfaction.

I look down and meet your eyes,
Such hunger, lust, want and more.
An involuntary shiver runs down my spine with anticipation,
Lowering your head to taste me made it ten times sweeter.
Faster you went, driving me on towards that glorious moment;
You want my orgasm just as much as I

Fingers enter me.
One, then two,
Changed tempo dramatically.
No longer a simple want but an overwhelming need for release.

"Faster"
  "Harder"
I beg in-between soft cries of ecstasy
I feel it building.
"More, please"
oohh, ohhh ohh....

"What do you think then sweetheart?"
My boyfriend asking me a question.
I look at him "Oh I don't know" He can tell I wasnt listening.
Attention back to his friends.
I look back at you, still sat over there,
Gazes meet and I blush.
Badly.
I never blush in public.
You knew exactly what I was dreaming of.