I would like to preface this by stating this poem is about two consenting adults in a loving respectful relationship. It is a different expression.
He looks at me
eyes hungry
desire
I can feel the heat of him
from where I stand
silhouetted
my figure clearly seen
through satin fabric.
Taut
stretched across hard nipples
warmth
radiating between my thighs
eyes half lidded in lust
waiting
for you to direct.
Come to me
purred in a growl
on your knees
that’s my good little one
you do know how to please.
Running hands
over ridged thighs
grazing
lick
flick
tiny dew drop
upon my lips.
Hand to hair
pull my head back
whimsical grin
I wear
for I know
right now
right here
you are mine to command.
©March 5/20
Picture via Pinterest
The Wonderful and Wacky World of One Single Mom 