by T.A. Jones
Tonight we’re alive as I see from the
Corner of my eye. The music no longer
Blinds my sight as I’m focused on you,
Sublime in the dress. Wickedly divine,
Red lips tilt your drink back to refill a
Desire of caressed. Before you finish, I
Slide across and meet the devil I want
Love from the most. You love the direct
Approach. So you whisper that you’ll
Do anything just so we can get alone.
Leaving the bar in quite a rush, you
Give me eyes to follow and I must. No
One catches us as we sneak away to
Make quite the fuss. Locking the door,
Eyes fogged with lust know what I have
Planned for us in store. Pushing you
Against the bathroom stall, I kiss lips
Drenched from alcohol. Grabbing your
Ass, I lift your skirt to touch your sweet
Spot and you say, “please don’t stop”.
Turning you around and bending you
Toward the mirror, I make sure you can
See your own expressions a bit clearer.
Feasting on moist lips, you beg that I
Finally put it in. Sliding right inside, I
Quickly cover your mouth to hide your
Loud cries from hitting it from behind.
Hands around your throat to make a
Pretty necklace, you love choking on
Thoughts of us getting pretty reckless.
Staring into your own universe, you feel
Every pump as I get ready to burst. You
Say “daddy I want it all” and I oblige to
Quench your thirst. Legs shaking, heart
Quaking in preparation to lift our short
Term burn, I shoot inside and you finally
Taste what you had earned. Licking it
Away, you loved our short, little play. We
Clean up tonight, to fuck another day.