My lover begins to arouse me.
Easy, gentle caresses sensually sliding down the arm.
A trail of warmth left behind from his touch.
Hot breath and lips making their way around the small of the neck.
Small moans escape me, begging for more.
Delicate licks leaving a moist trace around the back of the ear.
Tingling feathers out to my extremities.
The tongue seeking refuge in an acquiescent mouth.
Our fervent kisses forge deep, wrestling in liquid and softness.
Reaching for the other for pleasure.
He does that to me when we can’t take life seriously anymore.
Only having each other will satisfy.