Recliner

She will settle so nicely in my lap, getting
as much of herself up against me as she can
Her hip against mine, her legs curled under her
Relaxed, talking quietly, her eyes dreamy,
voice soft, fingers playing with shirt buttons
Or chest hair.

My left arm around her, hand on her hip, my right hand roaming
In her clothing, under her clothing,
finding warm skin as her scent fills my head
Soft breasts, nipples responding to gentle pulls and pinches
She shifts easily to open her warm places to me, stirring under my hand
And I lift her and take her to the bed

Or she may giggle and tease, kissing and nibbling, whispering things she wants to do,or me to do
then pulling back, laughing, resisting, surrendering, resisting again until
I hold her tightly and tell her what I will do and she will do and we will do.
She feels me growing and pushes herself against me
And I lift her and take her to the bed