Between Lovers

Inhaling our fragrance.
Exhaling slowly.
Calm and relaxed.
We are the perfect match.

With every movement, contact.
Touch and kiss.
It's always different.
And bring more than enough pleasure than before.

I loooove when you go down on me.
I can never guess or expect the next thing, your hand may do.
With your temperature so close to me.

Immediately. I Become Your Servant.
I don't mind you telling me what to do.
I don't mind doing the most unexpected things with you.

You are my lover, the hand gently rocking my cradle.
And as your hands explore my dessert.
I extend my possessions to you.
Gracefully and willing, you Satisfy all of my needs.

As the arch develop in my back,
and the hardening of my nipples begin to tingle.
My moans become groans.
And your hands become fierce.

The aggression and force you bring to my "Treasure"
I have no choice but to Cry Out Your Name.
For you have Claimed your Dominion.
Lying on my stomach as you glide your fingers down my backside.

Now closing my eyes.
Resting peacefully and satisfied.
Silence. Only our breathing.
Let the daylight help recover us.

Might go to a movie tonight.
See a romance clip.
Grab a bite to eat.
And... another voyage.
In Between Our Sheets...