Taken

I sit on my swivel chair
peering at my computer screen
My shoulders are tense
As I complete my spreadsheets

Then I feel your presence enter the room
I look up, to the right, just behind me
But do not see you there
I look down at my keys to regain where I left off

A familiar scent waves through the air
Before I can turn around
I feel your hot breath on my neck
A shiver runs up my spine
But I dare not to look
As I tilt my head to expose a bit more

I feel your parted lips gently glide
From my neck that meet my shoulder
Up to behind my ear

Dragging your tongue over my delicate skin
Up and down and again
Then a quick nibble with light teeth
I cannot control myself
I reach up and run my fingers through your hair

Pulling you into me
As my shoulders loosen at your mercy
I am pliable and under your spell
As your hands travel down the front of me
To the spot I ache to be taken