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Taste of Honey

He watches her dance    
Slow.    
Pale skin reflecting    
The glow of moonlight    
Washing over her.    
   
She seems    
Ethereal.    
   
Untouchable.    
   
Flash of blue eyes,    
She looks past the surface    
To his soul    
Where she can see every intention    
The night holds.    
   
His excitement is apparent,    
But he isn't done playing with her.    
He'll have this little nymph    
Begging    
Before long.    
   
Golden    
Thick    
Sweet    
Honey    
On satin skin.    
   
His expert tongue    
Driving her wild    
With promises    
Of deeper kisses.    
He laps up    
Sweet sticky liquid    
In long strokes,    
In search of sweeter things    
That lay beneath.      
   
Her breasts    
Supple.    
More than a handful,    
Hands roaming    
Lingering in the most tender places,    
Making her moan    
With flicks of fingers and tongue.    
   
His strength holds her up    
As her body is now    
In his control.    
   
She melts into him.    
Wraps around him,    
Leaving herself prone.    
An invitation    
So hard    
To refuse.    
   
He pushes in    
Just enough    
To feel her body shudder.    
   
Honey sweet words    
Drip in her ear.    
She sucks the flavor    
From his kiss.    
   
He waits,    
Teasing,    
Not giving an inch more.    
Waiting to hear.    
   
Her eyes    
Already begging,    
Her legs shaking.    
The heat is thick    
Between them.    
   
Her voice    
Angelic    
Innocent    
Pleading    
"Please?"    
   
She looks as though she'll shatter    
If she isn't indulged.    
   
He gives her    
EVERYTHING    
He has    
All at once.    
   
Slamming in.    
Falling back.    
Reaching the beauty    
Far beneath the surface.    
   
Her delicate skin    
Bruises so easily,    
And being careful    
Is far from any thought    
They are capable of.    
   
Intense    
Violent    
Passion.    
   
He brings her    
Again and again.    
Erasing the memory    
Of anything    
Before him.    
   
He becomes    
The beginning    
Of her creation.    
The reason for her being.    
   
She takes over,    
Rising above him.    
The full extent of her powers    
Awakened.    
   
Her long hair,    
Silken tendrils on his skin,    
A curtain between him    
And the magic of her eyes.    
   
Her hips sway,    
Her arms reach high    
To touch the moon.    
Her cries    
A chorus of praise.    
   
He is but an instrument    
To her undoing,    
And she has waited all her life    
To be undone.    
   
She will take him with her    
To the ends of the universe    
Where stars collapse    
And reinvent themselves.    
   
He is ruined for all others,    
And he doesn't mind at all.    
   
Waves of ecstasy    
   
Vibrate    
Convulse    
Wash over    
Unravel.    
   
He holds her in the moment    
Just long enough    
Before spilling into her.    
   
Sticky    
Sweaty    
Honey    
Aftermath.    
   
She bathes him in kisses    
And adoration.    
   
He places her back on her pedestal    
Until the next time he craves    
A taste of honey.    
   
   
   
**Note: Melissa was a nymph in Greek mythology who was a nurse to Zeus. Rather than milk, she fed him honey. The honeybees were named after her, thus Melissa is Greek for honeybee.

Artwork by Joshua M. Stone
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Written by Starlight_angel
Published | Edited 23rd Aug 2016
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