Untold Secrets

Quiver

Oh baby the things I'd do to you

My finger tips ache
To trace each and very line.
Truth or dare,
Hands in your hair,
Losing track of time.

I want to bite of
Those thick lips
Marks across your chest
Made them in sets,
Give each a wet kiss.

I'll pop and drop at your feet.
And I'll tilt to meet your gaze
I'll bat my eyes,
Give you a smile,
As I lean in for a taste.

And I'll take those large hands,
Guide them to grip my hair,
Hold tightens and I let go
As your hips set the tempo
And give in without a care.

Oh the things you could do to me.

I'll let you pull me to my feet,
Tossed against a wall
You've got both my hands
Pinned above my head
Eyes locked, enthralled.

One hand drops below the belt,
You start slow,
With each breath I take,
You increase the pace,
Untill my eyes roll.

Your lips start to explore,
My golden skin never ventured
You kiss yourself a path,
Face, to neck to chest,
And gain my immediate surrender.

You scoop my up in your arms,
Toss me on dark sheets.
Encasing my tiny frame,
Shadowy, face to face,
Waiting impatiently.

I wait, and wait and wait.
You little mischievous tease,
So far, and so close,
I want yes, you say no,
I beg you for sweet relief.

Till your hands start moving.
And each finds its home,
One on my throat, one on my hip,
You lean down for a passionate kiss
And my pleas turn to a moan.

My body is yours do what you like.
My only goal, now, is to satisfy.

Suddenly, with a quick flip
Im turning to see you,
Hand in my hair gives a tug,
Hand prints, I like it rough.
The pace set to please you.

You seem to enjoy the view,
So I'll bounce, make it better
As I lean to meet you
And 5, 4, 3, 2,
Bruises form as you quiver.

And I'll sigh,
Weak,
Satisfied,
And proud.

• To my Peter Pan. Could'a had it freaky. •