Lust

It starts when i see him This feeling. Warmth radiating in my chest moving about my body. He comes closer, My heart skips, lips feel dry I lick them slowly, Anticipation. Close now, his hand reaches out finger tips brushing gently against my hip, my body yearns for him. Shivers run down my back and through my legs, All consuming desire. One touch one kiss one taste never enough. Beads of sweat fall down my face. Deep breaths. Slow now. I'm drowning, in fire so hot so deep I can no longer see, only react. I reach out, we connect quick deliberate movements skin pressed against skin heat rises, then tops. Over now, these feelings. Fleeting.