Devious Thoughts

‘Sell your soul’ Is how it all starts, With talk of a kiss And maybe more. Talk turns to action, One kiss turns to two. The promised deal Closing in. The door behind us Shut and locked. And I know This is it. He calls me over, Where I stand and wait, Place my things down, Looking into a kiss. It’s soft, Heavy, heated. He pulls away, And asks if I’m ready. With no better time, I shrug away nerves. ‘Do you trust me?’ He asks, and the answer is yes. He kisses me once, And then he goes down. He’s careful and gentle, And so clearly skilled. Past experience guides him, And I’m helpless in his arms, As he kisses me soft, On the lips between my hips. Interruption lays bare, And we’re forced to stop. I find him again, And it’s almost, but not. He kisses me heavy, With want and need. Until he says we should stop, With a smile forced. Helping me into my skirt, We take off the shorts. He kisses my thighs, And once in between. Turns me around, And kisses there too. ‘Devious thoughts’, He says, adjusting me there. There’s this pull Of gravity Between us, That never lets us part. He kisses me over And over again. Only stopping Because of devious thoughts. ‘Just one thing’ He says to me As he reaches for my top And tugs it off. He kisses my chest, Ever so gentle, Attending both breasts. His mouth does wonders. Each kiss messier Than before, Until he’s pulling away Because of devious thoughts. He asks where it is, And helps me into my top, Grabbing the tights, And putting it on. More kisses Demanding bodily heat, Until he’s backing away, Because of devious thoughts. To kiss him again, But I draw the line. We’re treading lightly On uncovered ground. It feels more relationship Minus the feelings. It’s thrill and excitement, But that’s all there is. If I told anyone, They’d tell me to confess, But I know deep down, That this is all there is. Attraction between us, Is evident to all, But he’s here for the fun, And I’m here for the thrill.