How I Experience Your Pleasure
I can see it in your face –
the subtle crease under your eyes,
the rush of blood to your cheeks,
the concentration.
Your skin flushes with heat –
a slight, but quick, rise in temperature,
the sweat glistening on your temples.
I can sense it between my lips –
the expectant twitch and pulse,
the rigid contractions.
A soft, whispery groan rises
in the back of your throat –
the sound of the simplest necessary pleasure.
I can taste the salty sweetness –
your perspiration mixed with
a slight bitterness from deep within you.
And when the warmth explodes into me,
it washes through my veins with
the heat of a high greater than any drug,
leaves me satiated, spent, and swimming in
a haze created by the mingled perfume of two bodies,
the signature scent of our sex.
6 Comments
Lord Raven
hot poem with a hot pic, well done. Thank you for sharing
Marie Rebelle
This is beautiful and so hot, all at the same time!
Rebel xox
cammies on the floor
really like this, and could certainly relate
Kinky Mia
Oh this is simply beautiful, erotic and sexy.
~Mia~ xx
Brigit Delaney
Yes…I was drawn to that photo. Really gets at the whole “I worship you…and I love that you love me worshiping you” thing.
Brigit Delaney
Don't you just love having a man that makes you want to worship him?