Lunch Break

I’m at work when I hear your ringtone. You know I can’t play now. What are you up to? I have to wait until my break to check your message.

Oh, Goddess. You are a bad, bad man. My mouth goes dry as I listen. Every breathy word tells me what you want to do to me and what you’re doing at the thought of it. If only my break were long enough to call you back…


On the hunt

How will I know you’re the one?

Are you across town? Have I seen you before?

Do I go out looking for you or wait for you to find me?

Will you set sparks flying between us with the simplest of touches?

Will you surprise me, taking my breath away with a single kiss?

Will we know when we meet that there will be no others?

Will we take our time, slowly building a wall to close out the world around us?

I know you’re out there but I haven’t found you yet…

I’ve been waiting for you…

It’s been too long.  Your scent overwhelms me, quickly followed by your hands trying to touch me everywhere at once.  Your kisses set me on fire.  Clothes won’t come off fast enough.  We try to make it across the room but I stop and pull you to the floor.  I free you from your jeans at the same time you realize I’m naked under my dress.  We both sigh as you sink into me.  I’ve been waiting for you…

Just relax…

You lean closer, catching my lips with your kiss.  Our tongues mimic the motion of our hips.  Water spills over the sides of the hot tub as you slide back into me.  I’m trying to hold us both steady while your hands roam over me, teasing, adding to the heat.  More bubbles splash to the deck with each thrust.   You reach for my hands, pulling them above my head, and push as deep as you can go…




You’ve been gone so long

Too long without the sound of your voice, the touch of your skin, the taste of your lips

I need a distraction to keep the ache at bay

Something to keep me from replaying your last message just to have you in my ear

I’ve sat on my hands more than once, wishing you were close enough to touch

To run my fingers through your hair, pull you close enough to catch your lips with mine

I need to feel your breath on my skin, your body heat, the weight of you above me

I need to feed this addiction

Come back soon…

Pardon me…

“…I think I dropped something.”

I push against your hip so you turn toward me, leaning back against the counter.  My lips find the spot on your chest right in front of me and work their way down.  You’re hard by the time I wrap my hands around you…


I kiss my way up your chest, teasing your nipples.  Your hands are on my breasts, teasing mine.  I raise my hips enough to slide you inside me.  I put my hands over yours, holding them in place as I sit up and settle onto you.  You brace your arms as I push against you with each stroke.  I watch you while I twist my hips ever so slightly.  You’re breathing hard, almost ready.  I pick up speed and watch your eyes roll back.  My own release starts to ripple through me as you moan my name.  I feel your arms go slack and settle onto your chest.  Your lips find mine while the tremors fade.