Quiet Poetry Lounge : Rewind, Caught in the Heat, Scene II

watzinaname

Well-Known Member
REGISTERED MEMBER
Oct 4, 2003
16,326
125
Northeast
Admiring the inviting table
set for two,
they both sit down to dinner
and admire the sumptuous view.
Yes, the entree looks delicious,
oh so yummy is that desert.
It's also the perfect opportunity
for the two to begin to flirt.
In the dim, flickering light of
a candle he admires her eyes,
as his hands slips under the table
and caresses her thighs.
As she smiles coyly, she gets
an inkling that this meal,
isn't the feast he's interested in,
as he continues to gently feel.
Oh well, dinner can wait, she thinks,
as she decides she would tease.
And she drags her toes up his legs,
then stops at his knees,
waits a second, then up those thighs
to that bulge in his crotch. She squeezes.
He sucks his bottom lip, just mesmerized by the
joy of it all, she can do whatever she pleases.
He feeds her a strawberry, the juice runs down
her face. He traces her mouth, making her lips smile.
Offering him whipped cream and her finger
he savors the sweetness of it for a while.
They dance, no music, just two hearts
beating, lighting the fire between.
He explores under her blouse, so soft.
So hard he's become, hmm, could this mean
it will happen this time? She wonders.
She searches his eyes, she holds his hands tight.
He is almost weakened by the desire.
She is almost sure they'll make love tonight.
The warmth of that thought captures their hearts.
They surrender, caught in the heat, they are powerless to fight.
 

Donate

Support destee.com, the oldest, most respectful, online black community in the world - PayPal or CashApp

Latest profile posts

HODEE wrote on Etophil's profile.
Welcome to Destee
@Etophil
Destee wrote on SleezyBigSlim's profile.
Hi @SleezyBigSlim ... Welcome Welcome Welcome ... :flowers: ... please make yourself at home ... :swings:
Back
Top