He loved the word.
Just the word was enough.
He couldn’t help it—
Hearing her say it aloud,
Even when innocently done,
Turned him on.
He didn’t need to see the lace,
Brush his fingers against the satin
Or gently tug at them.
The sweetness he associated with it
Did the trick every time.
Before he even knew it
He would be quietly groaning
And his jeans would be straining,
As his mind’s eye conjured up the details.
This time wasn’t innocent though,
She knew what she was doing
When she let it slip past her lips.
Say it again, he said.
I like to hear you say it
In your husky voice.
Panties, she replied,
Slowly and deliberately.
Say it again,
Say it breathily this time.
Panties, she obliged.
Say it again,
Whisper it in my ear.
She leaned in.
I’m not wearing any…
Panties.
And with her eyes locked upon his
She slowly lead the way
To her den of bliss.
Relephant:
Lie on Me. {Adult Poem}
Kissing You. {Poem}
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Author: Hilda Carroll
Editor: Yoli Ramazzina
Photo: Flickr/Helga Weber
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