Lascivious

The women laying across her bed

Dark pressing in on her, the room growing warmer

Hair tousled, eyes darkening, flushed body

Listening to the sweet melody created by his voice

The dark voice rising and falling with the exhalation of breath

Gazing at his face as his voice pervades her mind, creating the deepest feeling of yearning

There is no escape she is surrounded by the presence of him

Such a sweet prison, one she never wishes to escape from

Having spoken only last evening, why the yearning for that rough tongue

Imagining how that tongue would feel on her body

Laying there running lazy circles around her breast, nipples erect

Hand sliding down her stomach, never touching only teasing

The vibrations from that rich voice, caressing her body creating an ache

Her hand slipping inside her panties, tracing never touching

The sound of sex flowing from his full lips to her sensitive ears

She reaches to touch where the heat is radiating from, feeling the moisture on her fingertips

The tiny gasp as her finger brushed against her moist slit, head thrown back eyes squeezed shut

The deep rich voice urging her to slip in deeper, satisfy the fire that his words ignited

The subtle movement of her hands the quickened pace of her breath, all signals

His voice all the while whispering all the dirty things, he knows she secretly wants him to do

Her body trembling the heat becoming unbearable, her body thrashing with the intense wave of an orgasm.

The voice never ceasing, the pleasure never-ending, and the unquenchable thirst left in its wake.