Songs of Love: Chapter Three

Prey of my desire I push you back,

Sitting on you

And looking at you right in the eye.

I WANT YOU.

I kiss you intensely,

As a hand caress your broad chest,

While the other rests on your shoulder.

Your neck is tempting

And I can’t resist.

But first I bite your lips

And I smirk

A peck on your forehead, another on your nose, the last on your chin

Leads me to first stop.

Like vampire needy of blood

I first Inhale your essence,

Before licking the interested zone.

I do not miss an inch of your neck with my delicate lovebites.

This is just the first of my wants:

I am aiming “higher”.

I have completed lost touch with my mind.

I want to mark every inch of your body:

Your chest, your nipples, your belly.

Even your hands.

You are a king

And I recognize your authority over me

By bowing down to kiss your hands.

I suck on your fingers,

To give you a hint.

Got my drift?

I know you want it as much as me.

I use your hands to fondle my breasts,

And define my curves.

Culprit of my seventh sin,

You let me have my way to your body.

Warm and tough, yet so soft.

I honour it with a kiss,

Before inviting it to the safe comfort of my mouth.

It pulses and enlarges:

I so much like it.

I want for the evidence of your pleasure,

And only one thing can testify.

Your moans, your pants, the way you squeeze the sheet,

Then THAT!

It fills my entire mouth,

Mixed with my saliva, I can’t make a distinction.

Now you are a part of me.

This is the nectar of my life.

Is it lust or love?

I don’t care.

All I know is I can’t miss a second of this moment.

So I make way to you once again.

This time for us to become ONE.