He's Dreamy

His hands in my hair, make my head spin

His lips linger over my longing bare neck

His whisper makes me wet and weak in the knees

His hands hold my head while I wait

His breath brushes my breast without a true touch

His mouth moves over my own taking me in

His tongue takes in my taste, making him hard

Our skin slides on the satin he laid on the bed

The fragrant candles flicker, framing out bodies

His muscles flex and move like a majestic gift

His chest crushes my chest leaving me breathless

His gaze takes in the glow of my glittered skin

Wearing his glasses he gives me the giggles, such a sweetheart in those frames

Without his specs I sense the sex is mind-blowing

My need for this is strong, more then he will know

He warns he's thick with great width, but vows to go slow

He excites my every thought, I'm ecstatic when he's here

Cloud Nine has never felt so near, since he appeared