Stay Still

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He commanded her

to stand still

immobile and silent

against the wall

ever so slowly

he unloosened his tie

seductive, stern look glaring her way

one button at a time

the crisp, white dress shirt

opened

chiseled chest revealed

then cuff links left and right

torturous

for his beauty’s longing eyes

she licked her lips

wiggled knees a bit

“Still,” he demanded.

“Stay still.”

His eyes watched hers

devouring his body

he knew what she wanted to see

with patience of a master

he unbuckled his belt

tossing it near her high-heeled feet

he scuffed off each shoe

peeled down one sock then the other

a sly grin crept across his face

teasing with such pleasure

as he unzipped

and shed trousers

revealing stark, bare hardness

Her breath caught

legs clenched together

inner core strangled itself

in urgent need

masculinity of his every part

ripped through her

with quaking vengeance

wild and wet her inflamed desire

“Is this what you want, my love?”

She swallowed and nodded.

“And you shall have it.

Only after I undress every inch of you

in my unhurried leisure.  

You will wait patiently

as I do what I want

as slowly as I please.”

And his hand caressed her cheek.

*

©MidwestFantasy

09/28/2018

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Surrender

Surrender to me

forget the risk

forget the rules

let time stop

get lost in me

let my mysterious ways

seduce you soul

as they ravage your body

with feminine prowess

see my hands

as magic ribbons

tying every fantasy together

as I unravel you

feel my lips

tell stories

across your undiscovered lands

then ask me

to tell them again

hear my breathing

sing sensual pleasure

reaching octaves unparalleled

notes only bodies understand

taste my flavors

knowing they are mine alone

intensifying with every movement

to be savored by only one

smell our desire

in the steamy tangled mess

lust’s evening perfume

wrapping around nude skin

surrender to me

let me unleash the wild

you’ve caged for so long

*

©MidwestFantasy

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(Originally posted yesterday on godoggocage.com Come and visit the fabulous writing community there!)

 

Satin Nights

satin nights

Beneath satin nights

and slippery moon

lovers’ delights

tiptoe in and out

of shadows

chasing desire

with hands and lips

eager to catch

a euphoric high

on the skin

of the other

eager to sing sighs

of sweat drenched love

along with spying nightingales

eager to collide

in stars’ fashion

shattering in the

peeping eyes of morning

*

©MidwestFantasy

06/09/2018

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His Beautiful Gift

I watched the sunrise

awaken the valley

of her nude beauty

picturesque landscape

I have traversed and loved

so many morns and nights

and I thanked the gods

for offering me

nature’s most beautiful gift~

Woman

 

©MidwestFantasy

01/06/2018

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Another piece where I write from the point of view of a male.  I still like doing this and hope it doesn’t seem odd.  It’s just that I wish so many times for a man to feel, think, or act like my words. My guess is, many of you men do.  And women thank you for that.