“I would blow warm moist breath through your toes... I would do all the wonderful things to your big toes that you do to me. And most certainly all the tension would drain onto me... I would draw every last drop from your toes with little messages along the way of my charted course to come up your inner channels. Resting in the sensitive eddies behind your knees we both breathe fire wafting up and down your thighs.”
.... like drips of seduction off his tongue.
And he lingered on, saying...
“Flaming lips wafting together with desire, reaching and pulling with firey licks. As I slide my wet tongue on up and hover, breathing you in deeply... through my nostrils filling my *** senses. Drunk on your fumes, I'm consumed. Circling the tip of my nose around your hard, pearly knot feeling the heat from your butterfly wings my parted lips surounding and easing the warmth of my soul onto you with wet hot breath. And I ease the length of my tongue to rest completely over your fire breathing wings , warm capable and ready.. leaving you in suspense. Sliding ever so slightly and slowly up your slick silky lips, tightening the tip of my tongue - flick flick flick flick... And I look deeply into your eyes, into depths you've never known. And then I'll take you all in, with a suction you'll never escape or ever want to. Never breaking eye contact my tongue slides from bottom and presses, emphasis at the top slowly over and over settling you in. We fall into a oneness and find our groove.”
And I said...
“I wish I wasn't still irritated with you so I could fully enjoy your seduction.”
It’s my 100th poem and thought I’d do something different. Be kind! XD