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Sep 2023
He opened the door and I walked in,
the air was intense already
heavy and thick
laced with all the things
we were both feeling

and I almost couldn’t breathe

I was nervous, yet calm
it was the seventh time we would meet
my body was tantalizing
but my heartbeat slow and steady

Until then, we had touched briefly
he never went straight for the ****
and neither did I

Anticipating and building
a momentum
shared already in dreams

We had talked about it,
shared our needs
discussed all of our desires
and how we would like to feel

Mind-fuckīng
at best
exactly as it is supposed to be

He had cooked for me
a fine dining once again
but this time made from his own hands

As if he knew precisely
what I am into
the level of life I like
and it smelled almost as amazing
as he did

He showed me around
indulged me in his taste
for another round of perfection

We headed for the kitchen
he grabbed a second glass
to pour in some wine
as I reached for the bottle next to him

My arm grazed his side
and we exchanged a look
we both instantly deciphered

Before I knew
I was up on the counter
with him between my thighs
who needs dinner
when we can have a full course
with an exotic palate to explore

It was more than desire
lust or want
it was roaring
down from the deepest parts

And I was lost
in this perfect combination
of high-end while downright *****
ready to bend in ways
I didn’t know I could yet

And man,
we went to heaven
and back
as he lifted me with one hand
from the table, couch
up against the wall
and into his bed

Looking down on him
with his body between my legs
it must have been
one of the most sensational
pictures I have captured yet

My hands on his chest
thinking he is sculpted as a God
as we locked eyes
and I moved as the waters
waves crashing on the sand

Until I heard my name escape
depart from the shoreline
of his lips against mine
hands above his head
my fingers entwined
as we both let go our release
perfectly at the same time

Dinner was served
and dessert in its finest class
both fresh out of breath
we looked at each other
our eyes laughed
as he pulled me onto his chest

And he said
“I’ve never had the pleasure before
of meeting a Goddess,
let alone having her in my bed.”
devi
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