Tousled dark hair,

vivid green eyes

Self-confident strut

I can’t help but think,

You’re sexy as fuck.

My flesh instinctively awakens the

moment you are near.

Your molten heat surrounds me,

and unspoken desire

slickens my skin

beneath the midnight

summer rain.

Deft hands expertly shed

the drenched clothes

of our daytime masquerade.

Deep, ragged whispers

of greedy temptations,

irresistible to my restraint,

devour me

in a sultry frenzy.

You,

the feral lion

to my prey

I crave you

in intimate ways.

Every breath you exhale

and groan you gift me

feeds my unabated passion.

Does it please you?

Knowing the depths

of my agonizing need.

Delicate fingertip touches

explore defined muscles

and taut nipples

as warm rain,

and swirling wind

caress and lick

our naked bodies

feasting on shadowed places,

sending shivers

down my spine.

Within the shelter

of your arms,

between quickened breaths

I feel your hard body

call my name

as I cling to you

against the wet wall.

Rough hands

grasp my quivering flanks,

and sharp teeth sink

into my arched neck

as my fervent cries

join the patter of rain.

I follow you to the ground,

set ablaze,

a firebrand imprint,

on my nubile shape

as we release

the aching demons

hidden within.

I wantonly surrender

to my desperate arousal

under the insistence

of your plundering mouth.

I can’t get enough

hot whiskey breath

as your weight holds me down,

and my wandering hands

trace nimble patterns

along the length

of your familiar back

and tight ass.

My splayed thighs

meet callused palms,

and our frantic moans

serenade the night

as your hard,

throbbing shaft

searches for a path

through the liquid sugar pool,

that feeds

your dark addictions.

Caught in my carnal hunger of you

like a junkie

fixing to get high

on the intoxication

of your possessive touch

I’m enslaved

to your primal love.

Firm lips slowly slide

along the curve

of my slender neck

etching a path

downward

laved in lust

across the periphery

of pale silken skin.

Your mouth drags

across wet heaving breasts,

pausing to suckle,

and bite tender buds

as my nails thread

through your short hair.

My heart races,

and hips roll,

straining to connect.

Seeking wet flesh

Your tongue leaves

bold confessions

of our imperfections

rendered perfect

in the stillness

between breaths.

I squirm,

and yearn

for the release

of the tension

that’s chasing my mind

into transcendent redemption.

You give me what I crave,

fevered flesh.

My control breaks

under the pressure

of your slithering tongue,

and I unravel

as we fall into

a darkness so sexy.

You drink until sated,

and roll us both over.

This sweet hell

you leave me in,

one moment

is never enough.

Our tongues battle

for the flavor

of white velvet

candied sins,

and I lose myself

in the taste

of summer rain.

Strong hands soothe

generous curves in

a seamless entwining,

burying your weeping shaft

inside my clenching

swollen sheath.

My fingers skim upwards

following the ridges

of your masculine V.

I lean forward,

wet hair brushing the grass

gripping bulging biceps

as you grab my ass.

Our hips buck,

and grind

as we’re poised

on the edge

of ecstasy.

Bodies tense,

our cries mingle

my pussy floods,

and your cock empties.

Moonlight and shadow interplay,

watching the urgency

of our demise

as sensual hunger brands us

in conquest,

and we bask in the scent

of summer rain.