I like to walk at night,
To feel the cool crisp air on my skin.
The solitude and darkness are just right,
To soak my fingers in sweet sin.
Into the trees and beside the stream,
Looking up at the stars I caress my moist mound.
The bliss and serenity like a dream,
Couldn’t hear anything over my own sound.
No…I didn’t hear him until his breath was in my ear,
Tried to move away to no avail.
Strong arms wrapped around me spiking fear,
His breath on my neck leaving a hot trail.
Nothing about this was right,
So why did it feel so electrifying?
I had to put up some kind of a fight,
Even though the strength of him was so exhilarating.
I tried to pull away,
His hand in my hair holding me in place.
Damn, I love when a man handles me this way,
What am I thinking? I don’t even know his face.
“Give me your hand,” he whispered in my ear,
His deep baritone releasing liquid heat.
He clasped my hand shaking with fear,
Twirling his tongue over my fingers, “What a delicious treat.”
That liquid heat roared once more,
How do I fight something that I need?
Like he heard me, his hand dropped to my core,
He groaned deep and gave into his greed.
I moaned and hissed,
His fingers ravaged me while his other hand never left my hair.
My head was yanked back and I was assaulted by his kiss,
My body surrendered to his control and it wasn’t fair.
Desperation moved my hips against his strong hand,
He chuckled against my lips and pulled back.
His hands abandoned my body and it was more than I could stand,
Until he put his tongue on the same track.
My head fell back as I instantly came,
His mouth showed no mercy as he licked and sucked.
The pleasure threatened to drive me insane,
“I am going to fuck you the way you’ve never been fucked.”
I involuntarily whimpered at his claim,
He was up and his clothes were gone without a trace.
My body was wild and had to be tamed,
“First I’m going to fuck your pretty little face.”