These thoughts often keep me awake,
After a dream that leaves my legs trembling and my chest numb.
They creep into the spaces of my brain,
Eating away at modesty until the night falls.
When the curtain is drawn and my body is a mess between the sheets,
The naughty desires come into my dreams.
My brain signalling a wake up call,
But the images scream 'you know you want this, stay asleep',
This kind of dream leaves my heart a mess,
And the space between my legs even worse.
Dreams of lace and blood,
My first time,
With the man I love,
Under me.
Kissess and gropes,
The coming undones,
The tenderness of a touch,
The fierceness of a thrust.
The thought of his fingers slipping under the lace,
Bring the moans out all over the place,
I could not keep quiet,
Even if I tried it.
I kind of play doctor,
Show him where my boo boos are.
Gosh it even makes my thought process hard,
He kisses me better,
A few licks doesn't hurt,
Neither does a bite,
It just make it all the more right.
I glide my hand downward,
And gasp 'I hurt there too...'
His voice goes deep as he breathes,
"Baby I know you do"
I leave love notes with my fingernails on your spine,
While you leave yours with tongue and teeth between my thighs.
The shaking of legs,
The pounding of a head,
Makes all of my five senses dead.
As we both reach our limits,
The words in my throat become timid,
I whisper out your name,
As I find your eyes.
A mid brown perfection,
Your pupils blown wide.
My tongue then a mess in your mouth,
I can taste myself,
It's not profound.
Your hands find my hips,
As you toy with the ripped lace,
The touch sending shivers up to my face.
You touching me makes me blush in all the right places,
Right down to my most sensitive spaces.
Right when you start to say my name,
My mind says goodbye to the heated game.
I awake with a moan,
And my sheets overthrown,
My heart trembling,
And my mind remembering.
I am wet between my thighs,
And the scratches aren't a lie,
I can always push it into the back of my mind,
Saying 'This can't be happening'
One last time.
But I know better,
This happens a lot,
When your lover isn't here to touch you and what not.
My erotic thought at 2 a.m,
Are very familiar,
But always with him.
I cannot wait till the night,
Where my thoughts come true.
And darling,
They better be only with you.
S.K.M
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a/n
#SorryNotSorry
It was one of those days >~<
Forgive me if I disturbed you.
But don't ask who that was about!
(He will know)
Thanks for the support my friends!
Scar xx
