We sat in silence
your hand holding mine
and
you smiled
and
said
Can
we
take
it
slow
tonight
so
I
brushed
my lips
against
the
tip
of
your nose
and
breathed
just
to
take
in your
scent
Oils poured
all over
my skin
Kisses so soft
I cry out in ecstasy
Your fingers strumming
my clit
like
a musician in love
with a guitar
Ever so gently
teasing
me
until
we create
a song of
our own
I gazed into black wet circles
and saw my reflection
and felt
your thickness
coming closer
Your mouth begging
me
to
lick and taste
Me taking you whole
filling my opening
Two hips grinding, meeting, rising, lifting, falling
we
are
making love
Sweat pouring
Hearts beating
faster
We cannot get enough
Tongues playing
Lips saying
More
More
More
I like your slow
grind
I like the tension
the build up
of energy
my wetness meeting
your hardness
Legs wrapped around waist
and the rotation and movement
so subtle that it looks like
we are not two separate entities
When you whisper
words of love
and let me know
that this is just
the beginning
and for us
there is
no
end
but more chapters
and
adventure
My temperature is rising
and
so
is
yours
hands griping pillows
and
Yes
Yes
I like to take it to slow
Copyright Pashun Nate 2009
