Untitled Number Thirteen

Music’s on when I find you
It’s got a good beat and you can dance to it
I heard it said once
Your hips swaying, captivating, luring me into you
Without words
Undulating as a look my fill
A sly smile crosses your lips as you pull me in
Sneaky, roguish, calculating how fast you can seduce me
But the truth is that I’m already utterly under your spell
That I’m so ready for you
Pull me close and wrap me into you, hip-to-hip
Nose-to-nose
Kiss me like you mean it – like there’s nowhere else you’d rather be
Tongues dance in time to the music
Hands wander – skin-to-skin
Pressed against the wall – a hand grips wrists pressing them above my head
An order to hold still
Deft fingers untie my wrap dress – open me to you like a present
A sharp inhale – pupils blown out
I glance down to see you straining against your pants
Strong hands grip my breasts through the lace of my fancy bra
Step in close and pull me away from the wall
Lips on clavicle – deft fingers unhook me with practiced ease
Order me to lower my hands and let the lace fall to the floor
Panties follow, peeled away
Hands set back where they were while you inhale deep
The scent of my slick filling your lungs
Deep, soulful kisses while you free yourself and rub your hard c0ck against my p*ssy
Get yourself wet with me before you push in with one swift stroke
Push the breath from my lungs with a whimper of pleasure
Mouth on nipple – suck hard while you curl your hips deeper
The push and pull feel so damn good
The drag over and over of that sweet spot making me shiver and moan
You name falling from my lips as the first one hits seemingly out of nowhere
By the third – I’m begging
The uncontrolled thrusts hitting all of the spots I need you to be
Number four – I’ve lost count
I plead for you to come inside – fill me entirely with you
With a howl of triumph – a growl of satisfaction – you oblige
So deep when you finally fall
My arms wrap around your head and kiss you senseless as we crumple to the floor
Blissed out and sated in this perfect moment