My favorite game

The soft sensual feel
of your skin
in my hands
absorbs my attention.

The seconds stretch
and minutes slide by
and soft moans of contentment
escape your lips.

Your muscles unknotting
the day slips away
and finally it is
just you
just me.

My mind drifts from
the feel of your body
to the taste of your lips.

I roll you over
lean into you
my chest brushes your nipples
the taste of
Starbucks and strawberries
fills my mouth.

Our tongues dance briefly
and minutes slide by
as I am drawn
down your body.

Soft gasps and sighs affirm
the heat rising in me
as mustache mingles with mound
and you fill my senses.

Practiced fingers spread
and tongue seeks out
the treasures
within and without.

Time stops
bodies meld
rhythms race
as pulses keep pace
and we disappear
into each other.

Stars explode
and juices flow
and god your honeyed nectar
tastes so sweet.

Aftershocks spasmodically pass
as mouth caresses
and fingers slide
across my scalp
pulling me in.

Inwardly I smile
as she entreats
please don't stop.

Of course I will
continue to play
my favorite game!!