He awaits me in the evening light,
A vision of darkness is this angel of the night.
Lips, full and sensuous, eyes, black as coal,
Seduction is his mission, possession his goal.

He calls to me softly, whispering my name,
Wanting me to join him, playing his mind game.
Sending me his thoughts, his wants, his desires,
Making me ache for his delicious erotic fires.

I close my eyes, trying to block out the sound,
But I find myself weakening, entranced, spellbound.
His voice lures me outside, towards his presence,
His eyes gazing into mine, with a burning brilliance.

I try to look away, but I feel his amorous allure,
Then he smiles and I am lost, demure, unsure.
He laughs softly, amused by my unease,
Speaking ever so tenderly, his one wish, to please.

His caressing touch, sets my soul ablaze,
As I fall victim, to his enticing ways.
My resistance melts, as he places a kiss,
Upon my quivering lips, oh…what bliss!

He invades, teases and explores,
As his tongue tastes, savors, adores.
Moaning, my mind tells me to pull away,
But my emotions take over, wanting only to stay.

His lips move along, a very flushed cheek,
Traveling onward, a new target they seek.
I cannot think, I am dazed, breathless,
Struggling to stay focused, feeling helpless.

Once again, he whispers, softly in my ear,
Knowing just the right words I long to hear.
I am lost in his attentiveness, enthralled by his voice,
Aware that he is in control, that I have no choice.

He lays me down in a moonlit glen,
And slowly he starts to seduce me again.
Clothing is shed, inhibitions wane,
As he uses his expertise to drive me insane.

I cry out, feeling his tongue work its way,
Along an inner thigh, a tantalizing foreplay.
Lingering there, licking my moist sheen,
Wending his way towards what lies between.

Gasping, moaning, I feel his tongue enter,
Slipping ever skillfully, into my liquid center.
Arching my hips, I show him my rapture,
Purring softly, as I delight in his capture.

He glances up briefly, with a wicked little grin,
And then continues to draw forth, my juices from within.
The bittersweet anguish, raging through me,
Brings on a silent cry, to end this agony.

He pulls away, leaving me at ecstasy's door,
And I reach out for him, begging for more.
He complies, as he leans forward,
Claiming a breast, urging me onward.

My body spasm, as he gently nibbles,
On my now very taunt and hardening nipples.
His hands trace a pattern of lust along my skin,
Our eyes making contact, showing our need to sin.

For surely this must be taboo, this feeling of elicit love,
These yearnings couldn't be blessed, by heaven above.
I feel his desire growing, feel his passion, his ardor,
And I know that soon, he will quench his sexual hunger.

Gazing into my eyes, he quickly thrusts into my nether lips,
Luxuriating in my softness, as I meet him with my own obliging hips.
Pulses racing, we move in a rhythmic dance of old,
Driving each to the brink, as we become more obsessive, more bold.

His movements become more sensual, and I smile with a hidden delight,
For I hear him softly moan, as I wrap my legs around him tight.
Deeper and deeper he plunges, and I feel my release drawing near,
And with each pleasurable movement, I whisper my longing in his ear.

We feel our bodies preparing, for the climax to this intoxicating coupling,

And together our passion explodes, our juices flooding, intermingling.
Swiftly his lips claim mine, stifling my orgasmic cry,
As we touch the stars, reach heaven's gate, then fall softly as our
spasms die.

Wrapped in the remnants of a sweet afterglow,
A final gift my lover wishes to bestow.
His lips touch my throat, then I feel his bite,
As he slowly brings me into, his eternal erotic night.

 
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