An Education

(I know my stuff has been very graphic of late. I appreciate everyone for bearing with me; being able to post these has helped served a purpose for me.)

In the dark you reach for me and kiss me. Kiss me like I ache to be kissed. Your tongue raping my mouth, my own tongue answering in response, seeking yours, sucking at it fiercely the way I want to do with your cock and licking around your smooth sweet teeth. Learning and being educated on the taste of Jacob. Your beautiful biblical name beating a tattoo in my boiling blood. My hands all over you, the smooth delicious plains of your back, the softness of your skin, the clean sweet scent of you in my nostrils. My mouth and teeth at your arm muscles that make me want to start laughing maniacally in happiness. Telling you I love you already and not giving a fuck if I do, joyful your name is already written on the chalkboard of my heart. My tongue seeking the heated junction of your ear, slipping inside the raw-scented heaven that is your perfect chiseled ass. Asking where the most sensitive spot on your dick is, right below the head you say, trying to swirl my tongue under that delicious silken mushroom and trembling at the sound of your breathing. Loving your beard and kissing and running my hands over it, the look of you in glasses filling me with girlish joy. Everywhere, studying the dizzying taste of Jacob. The moment your fullness slips inside me, pushes its way through and meets the overflowing water of my body, the excruciating pleasure making me so glad I gave in to my nervousness to meet you. And still, your kisses a barrage of sweet torment whose arrows pierce straight through to my heart. Never forgetting your mouth on mine at the door, your epic fingers at my clit, your shoes perched on my tiled floor, knowing one day I will write a book on the ineffable drug-like taste of Jacob.