Pillow Talk

We're lying in each others arms,
The sheets wrapped around us.
It's quiet. Just us. Your body
Is warm next to mine.

Kissing you feels good, soft
Gentle lips. Before they deepen
And your hand moves to my hip,
My thigh, then up, up
To where I'm wet and asking for you.

I sigh at your touch. I want
You. To keep moving your fingers
Against me, each time
Making little ripples of pleasure
Spread across me. I feel
The smooth wetness of myself
On your fingers.

Steady strokes, your body
Is so close to mine, where I want it.
I have your voice in my ears, please,
Talk dirty to me. Tell me
About how you feel when we kiss,
When we make love.

And when you're hard, and what
You think of. Please don't stop,
I'm breathless, moaning, thinking
Of everything I hear you say.
I see you hard, I see you imagining
Me touching myself, feel
Your cock swelling at the thought
Of me like this, crying out in ecstasy.
I like that you're watching.

Rising, rising, my body shakes.
I'm coming, I'm coming
To a noisy climax, bursting
With dizzy, gasping euphoria.
My eyes are closed and my heart is racing.
Your arms are again wrapped warm around me.