When I think about you...

Fantasy Friday: when i think about you...

beware: slightly more graphic than usual...

i can't stop thinking about you.
it's becoming a problem.
...standing in line at the grocery store, i forget to take my food out of the cart.
sitting at red lights, i forget that green means go.
and most of all...
lying alone in my bed at night, i almost believe that i'm not alone.
i feel your hands on me, a hint of salt on my tongue...
as i lie there, i tell myself a story of you.

 

i run my hands over my naked body, imagining they're your hands.
...softly brushing my nipples, then down across my belly to my thighs...
my eyes closed, your image as large as the sky behind them.
i whisper your name.
my legs spread, as i reach down...
sliding in one finger at a time.
i am telling myself that you are biting my neck, breathing in my ear.
i lift my hips into the imaginary you, letting out a soft moan.
my free hand is in my hair, then on my breasts, my back arching.
it is now that i feel you the most, that i believe your skin is on mine.
i feel your lips move over my body, i call your name...

 

in my mind, you are the one making my breathing heavy,
you are the one inside me,
the one bringing me close to the edge.
you are here.
i bring my fingers to my lips, tasting...
i can feel the weight of your body on me as my mind enters a state of blissful choas.
my fingers work faster,
and i call out, in the silence--