On Hump Day it's not just the imagery that hit's the eyes but also the scene created in the mind's eyes through creative word. My good friend Kream laced a nice lil expression of eroticism and permitted me to share it. Enjoy
You make me
The only aphrodisiac I need is your voice
Hearing you speak my name
Beckoning me to answer
Telling me you want me
So I tell you that you’re the answer…
Without words I use my tongue to tell the tale of us
Tracing your Tattoos with my tongue
Kneeling before you my eyes feast upon your masculinity and
All its divinity and I praise you
Because all of that is for me…
I begin to indulge myself of your delicacies
Digesting semi-sweet chocolate kisses as it melts
Dripping down my chin
Your taste is something that Godiva couldn’t re-create…
Needing every atom of your anatomy
Necessity is placed upon me knowing you are the source of my serendipity
Dipping in and out of me, stroking more than my conscience
Subconsciously I find myself rewinding our love scenes, In my daydreams…
Thinking of you in inappropriate places I get
Tingling sensations in private locations where I wish to be
caught between a rock and your hard place…
As wetness develops my legs begin to open and my spark turns to a back draft and all I want you to do is extinguish it
You know my body like the back of your hands
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