I listen to you speak, and of course all I’m really doing is imagining your lips kissing the soft underside of my breasts.
So I look away…
Otherwise I will just daydream about all the ways I want you to fuck me.
My breath catches, your eyebrow lifts? Are just playing with me,
A little cat and mouse maybe?
I should call you on it, but.. I stare down at my cold cup of coffee.
I could look up, but then I have to deal with those brown eyes,
Those "Drop your jaw, wet in the panties, take me now kinda brown eyes!"
That smirk that makes me want to jump over this table and bite your lower lip... and don’t get me started on that perfect grin I can barely look you in the eye, you would see right through me.
So I look away..
A river running between my thighs I can barely sit still.
All I can think of is your hands on my ass,
Beautiful thick calloused hands that bruise my flesh.
The smell of your skin makes my mouth go dry and when I cannot take anymore, you suddenly stand up and smile.
Finally,
We hug, sending out see ya later's as we walk in separate directions.
I love you so much
I can never look away.
About the Creator
MoriaCavandish
Born and raised on the beautiful West Coast in British Columbia Canada
All stories, poems, erotica and works are the sole property of
Moria Cavandish 2004- 2023
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