A Much Needed Night

It had been a while.
I had almost forgotten.
Or tried to.
It didn’t take long
to remember
how good it felt
to have my skin
under your hands,
your mouth.
tour teeth.
You weren’t gentle.
I didn’t mind.

You offered to bind me.
I declined,
wanting to submit
without being
tied in place.
And I tried.

At times you had to
hold me down.
Remind me to breathe.
Soothe me with
soft kisses,
calming touches.

More than once
I had to clench my teeth
against the I love yous
threatening to spill
from my mouth
along with the oh fucks
and oh gods
and oh pleases.

I needed a night
like this.
I needed a night
under you.
I needed a night of
your flogger,
your crop,
your paddle,
your lips.

I needed a night
where you
hurt me
to the point of
decorating me
with marks that
would last for days

I needed a night
where you
exhausted yourself
and fell back
into the soft pillows
on my bed
completely relaxed,
eyes closed.

I needed a night
with you
under me
giving me a turn
to bite
and lick
and suck.

I needed you
in my mouth
while you were
still relaxed,
legs spread,
cock soft.

I love giving you head
before you get hard.
And I love that
you let me.

I love to do the things
that I couldn’t do easily
if you were hard already.
And I love feeling you
start to grow as
I work you.

I love when you groan
and talk
and gather my hair
in your hands
and guide me.

And I love
when you
come
for me.
I love the words you say,
the sounds you make,
the way you move.
I love the taste of you
on my tongue
in my throat.
And I love
resting
on your shoulder
when we are done.

I needed a night
naked in your arms
after playing.
I needed to
pretend
that what we do
what we have
is just fun.

I needed to
remember
that we can have
nights like this,
nights that feel this good,
nights that I love,
even if you
only love
her.