Stolen Time...

come slide with me
   down into this place
 this deep
         dark
              cavern
 where time can't reach
and the sound
    of our whispers
            echos
     echos
              echos
off the walls
    fills the space
and your breath
  on my skin
     is everything.

perfect kiss...

  I didnt think you would come, and yet there you were just outside my door. The rain fell softly ,muting sounds, creating a hazy shield of privacy we took every advantage of. The world was awash in verdant greens and browns- the spice of earth and newness in the air. But it was your storm colored eyes that held me in thrall, and  it was the scent of your skin that would linger on me, long after you'd gone.
     
  I stood  there with you in the autumn wetness, the comfort of your arms surrounded me, your forehead against mine. Whispers of love and apology dripped into my ears. With clothes plastered to our skin, rain and tears mingling on our faces, we held each other like time would never end.

   Hesitantly, almost teasing, your lips found mine. First, just the barest touch. I felt your body relax into mine; then your slow sigh. My hand slid to the nape of your neck, fingers threaded through damp hair. A moment's pause, a roll of distant thunder, and then the slightest tickle of your mustache as your lips pressed into mine. Just sweet, warm pressure and your hands on the small of my back. Neither of us moving, the rain still misting around us.
 
  My hands drifted down your back, tried to tug your sodden shirt out of your jeans. I needed to feel your skin under my fingers, but I couldnt pull it free. I moaned in frustration, and you stepped back from me, removing it altogether. Your eyes, the color of the skies around us, caught mine and my heart tripped. You pulled me back into your arms, and when I would resist, you whispered my name, that name , and I melted against you.

  You cupped the back of my neck, captured my lips with yours, and the fire we'd been playing with surged into an inferno. My fingers dug into your bare shoulders and the gentle nips of your teeth on my bottom lip threatened to undo my tenuous hold on sanity. Tongue tangled with tongue, your hands gripping my hips, the hard length of you rubbing in all the right places. Gentle nibbles lead to hard caresses. Your teeth on my neck... my shoulder... my ear... and back to the lips that were begging for yours, moaning your name.

    Your hands roamed the wet contours of my body.  The rain left my tank top nearly see through, and my hard nipples were on display. As your thumbs brushed against one, as your teeth teased the other, my moans as load as the occasional rumble of thunder. I didn't care where we were, I just wanted you, I wanted that kiss, and I wanted to never let you go.

         A sharp burst of thunder, and the flames that were starting to spiral out of control cooled in the sudden downpour. You pulled me into the shelter of an overhang, and I rested my head on your shoulder. We held each other, and listened while the storm raged around us. The clock inside chimed, reminding us both that time had slipped away, and you needed to go. Another  apology, and a promise to be back soon. I reached up to brush the damp hair from your face, and you kissed the inside of my wrist. You whispered your love against my lips as you kissed me goodbye, and I watched you get into the Jeep and drive away.

     As I turned to go inside, I noticed the rain had finally stopped.

  
  

Seduction...

Remember when?

you whisper
       my name
your voice
   on my phone
( low,
     insistent
encouraging)
raising my pulse
    fantasies
       dripping
from your tongue
   Heat rising
      blood pounding
    both of us
searching
  for relief
finding it
     in each other
      even
       across
  distance

I feel your lips
soft, 
     sweet
   warm
part my own
   your tongue
 tangling with mine
( flicking that spot)
     making me moan
my knees weak
    head spinning
 tasting desire
  desperation
   wanting ...
      needing
            more


   I'm naked,
  in your gaze
  your watercolor eyes
     caressing
  every curve,
     every indention
         every imperfection
  (the way your fingers
       trace my lips)
     their intensity
  leaving me breathless
    setting loose
       wild butterflies
         inside
            my
               skin.

      
      you whisper
         my name
      your voice low
       insistent
             pleading
          breath warm on my ear
              your lips find mine
           soft, sweet,
                   demanding
                     your tongue                      
             driving me crazy
                  with need
          breathless
                      as your fingers
                 dance
           across heated skin
                   butterflies
               manic,
         wrecking havoc
                  with good intentions
            as I feel
               you
     and everything you are
                  sliding
            into my soul.