deux

I lay on the bed, nude and relaxed after another long day. The lamp is still on, and I can see myself spread out, and I feel weightless on the matress.

I close my eyes and there are visions of you. Your beautiful face, your warm smile, your lovely body slowly gyrating in the etheralness of my thoughts. I can feel your lips on mine, our arms reaching out and pulling each other close. Our eyes lock, and I can see the lust in yours, as I'm sure you can see it in mine.

My heartbeat quickens as we explore each other with our hands, lips and tongues. You fall on top of me, light as a feather, facing away from me. I raise my hands up and pull you down to meet my eager mouth. As my tongue slides over you, I feel you part me with yours. I gasp in delight, probing you deeper, my hands gripped on your backside.

We moan and writhe together, lost in the ecstacy that is each other. Our sounds so primal and lusty. Our bodies buck into each other, lit with sapphic desire. My thirst is so great, and the only thing that can quench it is you. You.

We're close, pushing each other higher into bliss. I feel your legs wraping around my head as you bear down hard onto my mouth. My hips raise to meet yours, and we groan into each other as we reach our apex. You colapse on top of me, your arms as tight around me as mine are around you.

I open my eyes and find that I'm still alone. The lamp is still on, and I'm still lying nude on the bed. My hand between my legs, and my chest still heaving from my orgasm. My heart aches for you, and my body cries out for you.

Soon. You'll be home soon. And I'll still be lying here, nude with the lamp on.