Taste of rum dripping from his lips
I grasp the back of his neck
Beads of sweat running down
Our bodies collide
Overcome with ecstasy I crave you
The thunder outside throbbing
Yet, the room is overcome by us
His fingertips route down my spine
Gentle yet dominant touch
I bite his lip savouring burnt sugar
His breath heightens
His body tightens
Palms around my waist
Excelling to a territorial grip
Telling me, he wants me for his own
He pushed me up against dark oak
Golden hair running through his fingers
Reading my body like braille
His spiced lips latched below my jaw
Toes peeling off the timber floors
I fastened my legs around his waist
Clutching the locks on the back of his head
Hips pulsing against my thighs
My glistened chest locked to his
Looking deep into his timber eyes
Sweet stimulating whispers
Pure undeniable devotion
I am bare wearing nothing but him.
Words by Jordan Byrne
Artwork by Tiana Belperio
This piece was originally published in Edition 30.
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