His Warmth

My fingers trail across his skin
His warmth causes an ache
That I cannot resist
His body whispers with commands
To Tease and deny
To wait until I sate
Both his needs and mine
So my lips find his
With a nibble and a kiss
I love this bit and this bit
And that bit and this
Oh how I adore him
As he trembles and shakes
With a gasp and a moan
With each memory that’s made
And I can’t help but remember
When it’s quiet and I’m alone
All the moments I’ve adored him
All the beauty, he’s shown