Her head falls back against the pillow,
His eyes follow the line of her throat
Long, lean and unlined

He trails his fingers
Across the velvetness that is her
A tremble settles in her stomach

His fingers

His lips

Warm, wetting, enticing

Inviting

She rises lightly, her back arched
His tongue is moist, in her navel
A loan moan escapes

Her lips

Her eyes

Flutter, open close

He catches his breath, inches away
The crown of her jewel, was his prize
He longs to touch

It

Her

Enter, experience taste it

Her tongue slips once, twice, across she breathes
Fingers splayed on the cover, as he kisses
The ebony mound

Light

Quick
Hungrily, teasing lower

His tongue flickers over the peak, and she shutters
Gasp, open mouth,
Gasp again

Down

One side

And over the other

A light stroke, he is captured
By the peak, he has captured
It is so sweet

Surely

Heavenly

She will die

He lavishes it, juices flow mixing
Like candy apple inside
His heart races

To touch

To stroke

Slower, higher, faster
Longer,

She wants

What does she want, He knew
His hands slide higher, closer
She felt light

First one

Then another

And still he taste

The honey is sweetness of her

He wants

What did he want, She knew
She trembles, slowly
His head slips lower,

He enters and flickers

In
Out
Around
Across

Yes

He wanted, she knew
She wanted, he knew