Bottoms up

Our eyes meet, I choose not to hid behind the mask I’ve adapted in your presence.
How can I, when your eyes are now revealing, undressing, seducing, questioning…
You coax me to you, with a naughty smile and a crook of your finger.
I claim your lips in the same way you claimed my affections – unexpectedly.
You take over, and with a gentle tug on my bottom lip, my mouth parts in a half sigh, half moan.
I’m open, I’m yours, You know this.
Your tongue teases mine.
Followed by a hot trail of kisses as I help you strip each item of clothing off my willing body.
Stroke me!
Your hands caress me in the oh and ahh places that longed for your touch on many hot nights and cool mornings.
Taste me! 
I’m light-headed, intoxicated by the moment.
Take me!
I'm on the brink of reaching a high beyond any previous comprehension
Bottoms up!