When Midnight Comes
Lustful thoughts on silk sheets.
Seductive eyes promising pleasure.
Longing to feel his lustrous lips caress mine.
Loving it when it when he pulls me close.
Feeling his kisses on my neck.
His hands travel over my body.
Each deep thrust takes me closer to ecstasy.
Unzipped my core touching the deepest parts
Of my soul.
He made my body beg for me of him.
His fingers in my hair wrapped in his arms.
Each touch and every kiss set me free.
A burning bed lost in the moment given
Everything that his eyes promise.
30/12/2019
Copyright © Stephanie Warrillow | Year Posted 2019
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