Pleasure...and other imaginary things.

There are few things that turn me on beyond percipience but the radiance of his skin when he walks out of the shower must be at the top spot hands down.
it's like something outside of our section of the light spectrum.

It’s sort of the colour of every sweet you’ve ever craved, the colour of the smell of fresh pancakes and syrup on a sunny Sunday morning. His skin looks the way taking off your bra at the end of the day feels and trust me... 

that shit is EPIC. 

It is a colour that somehow seems to have acquired the skill of calling my name but not this time! This time i am standing my ground. This time I pretend to be asleep.

With the seemingly innocent intention of just getting a glimpse of the water dripping down his back, my wandering eye peeps over the covers. 

I’m stuck. 

My limbs can't move even though thrills rush down my spine and my hormones are in turmoil. I'm throbbing so I try to squeeze close my eyes like they'd be able to snap hold of the blood that's rushing from my head to...

well, downwards. 

I release a sigh at the agony his smooth, toned, slender body puts me through and forget to keep it quiet. He gently turns around with all the grace someone made in God's image would have and smiles. Oh Jesus! Deliver me from evil because this fruit is ripe! It’s about 6 foot tall, It has 32 perfect teeth a smile that got me here in the first place and skin...skin I just want to touch, as a matter of fact, this fruit is getting plucked! 

He has since turned back around to walk back into the bathroom and I try to calm my heavy breathing so I can sleep when....

BOOM!

lips as soft as cotton and warm as springs morning sun meets the angle that my neck n shoulder create. I shudder. His hands steadily explore the highs n lows of my physique. As he gets to my waist he alternates strokes with kisses, it tickles and I giggle but I don’t tell him to stop. I continue to pretend I'm asleep although everything seems to get harder by the millisecond. I notice the resistance is causing a whole different kind of sensation in my being. Something peculiar. I can no longer take it. That's it. My entire body shivers with the excitement of what's to come. 

Our lips meeting... 

skin touching... 

hearts beating in unison. 

Eagerly I turn and once more open my eyes ...

to the realisation that the other side of my bed is still empty and as freezing as ice.