Touch

I like it here on your sofa.
Our bodies sink into soft cushions
And your hand moving over me,
As I kiss you. Eyes closed. I feel
Everything. My belly is alive
And sensitive to your touch.
You reach around my hips, your fingers
Make the small of my back tingle.
I can't stop kissing you, my hands
Are pulling you close by your shoulders.
I'm thobbing inside, growing wet
Just at the thought of you inside me.

We lose the trousers, I move
On top of you. You're hard, and I tease you
Just by sliding the tip of you
Inside me. Your mouth opens, we both sigh
As I let you in all the way. Just slowly
To begin with. I savour each pulse, we move
Together. You unclasp my bra
And roll my nipples between finger and thumb.
I put my hands on your chest
And feel your heart beat.

My cunt is streaming wet from you
And we're not even started.
You make me kneel on the floor,
You push your cock inside my ass
And rub my swollen clit to ecstasy.
I gasp and cry, two feelings
Up against each other. You bring me
To the edge of climax, then stop
And start again, your hand moving faster,
Each time letting me closer, teaser.

You like seeing my face when climax
Takes it. So I sit back on the sofa
Quickly, so we don't lose a second
Of this feeling. And you're hard inside me
And fast and faster, and I can't breathe
Or feel anything, anything but this.
In euphoria, I hear you. You gasp
And moan, your body tenses
And releases deep inside me. We both
Shake. Clinging to each other. Lost
In whirling orgasm.