Midnight Passion (SJ)

I sit in the wooden swing on my porch

As if you were reading my mind,
You come to me and take me into my backyard
you lay me upon the blanket by the old oak tree
You just stare
You undress me mentally
then you proceed to the physical
you take away piece by piece
until my flesh is bare to the wind
the cool summer breeze
grazes my body,
leaving a trace of its power
across my now hardened n!pples
Your attention has been redirected
you slowly outline their roundness
leaving a trail of soft kisses
for your tongue to follow
Then you take the fullness of my br*ast into your mouth
You nibble softly on the round flesh beneath your tongue
causing me to moan a sweet passionate cry
My body needs more
I want more
As you feel my hot moistness under your fingertips
You to realize that I'm in need
You kiss me hard but gentle
my breathing becomes faint
my body is weakening under your power
You continue to torture me with your gentle kisses
finally you give in to my urgency
and you slowly ease into my warm wetness
my body shudders with pleasure
As we move in this seductive s*xual dance
our speed increases
the need to reach this intense level of ecstasy has overwhelmed us
the fire caused by our bodies in melodic motion has engulfed us
we don't want to stop, but our bodies have given into the passion
as we lay in each other's arms, satisfaction crosses our faces

I awaken in my wooden swing to the sound of rain