Behind the Smile

Behind the Smile

My beautiful, captivating,

Oh so unattainable muse

Standing before me,

Donning a fedora crown banded in violet.

Framing pools of cerulean blue

That I long to bathe in.

Freckles splattering arms

Connect the dots for days,

Study you like the Masterpiece you are

You pull me in the way the moon pulls the tide,

Powerful and natural magenta supernova

When our heavenly bodies collide

Breaking my moral compass.

Commanding a room as a king,

A nobility near extinct.

Mental prowess as stealthy as a lion.

Majestic lord of a castle built by words,

You invade my thoughts mercilessly.

If only I could steal a moment of your time

To feel you close would be divine.

Perhaps a chance to bend to your will

To be dominated,

Led astray by our desire,

Victims of flesh and intellect,

To retreat into a world all our own.

Your sultry voice titillating my primal senses,

No defences.

Whispers and kisses,

Hot breath on the nape of my neck,

Sending warm vibrations trickling down my spine.

Long slender fingers firmly pressed on the small of my back,

Other gently tracing the curve of my shoulder.

Skin electrified by your caress,

Ability to entice effortless.

Drawing closer, supple lips finding my forehead.

Securely wrapped in your arms.

Grip loosens, swiftly moving in,

Nibbling and sucking at my collar.

Head tossed back,

Strawberry mane of silk cascading down,

Back arched.

A deep exhale and I fall into you,

I am yours!

Do as you please, let me cater to your needs.

Have a seat, our eyes meet.

Locked in a gaze only broken by the part of your lips,

Revealing the most brilliant smile.

Steadying myself on your shoulder, I climb behind,

Secure a spot at your back.

I begin to knead,

A sensual healing touch,

Coiled spots and knots begin to melt away.

Slowly working up the column

Right small circular motions.

Pressing into me as you exhale,

Moaning and groaning in sheer ecstasy.

Reaching your neck,

No longer able to resist the urge, to breathe in your essence.

Full plump lips fluttering across delicate skin.

I cannot focus on the task at hand.

Instead, mind and body flooded by one intoxicating thought

Being conquered by you.

My hands have made their way to your supper (?) belt…

I need your help.

Slide past you,

Finding myself squarely and vulnerably before you,

Revealing my wings.

As a shiny indigo robe slowly makes its way to the floor,

Pools soaking in all of this glory,

Floating over the contours,

Rippling around my full pale breasts,

Dripping on the strength of thighs.

Mesmerized,

Wetting your chops,

Chomping at the bit,

Biting and baring down on your lip.

Toes curling, around the robe sliding it aside,

Nestling into a kneeled position at your lap,

Reaching for a firm grasp on the situation.

My, what a big EGO you have!!

Hard, thick, pulsing and throbbing with anticipation.

Just sit back, relax ...

Lean in kiss your knee,

Leaving a trail to your treasure.

Knee jerk,

Heat rising

Stroking your ego with my wicked tongue ...,

..., slow …, tight, small, circular motions

Taking you all in.

Let me swallow your pride.