Pull Your Hair

You want me to pull your hair

And press my lips against your neck.

Touch your breast softly,

and rub your nipples.

Moving ever so slowly to your lips.

Your red velvet lips.

Tempting, hungering, wanting.

Tease with brushes and almost kisses.

Till I strike like a venomous snake.

Devouring you softly yet forcefully.

Pressing my hand down your pants.

Between your legs.

Between your panties.

Feeling your curls and your excitement.

I can see you enjoying this.

My touch, my kiss.

Was it everything you want?

Do you want me to go further?

Do you want me to stop.

Do you want me to move down

And show you something a lot?

between your legs.
Let's dance.

July 26/12