Her Perfect Place…

I’ve spent a lot of time thinking…. thinking… thinking… about my lover and her perfect place, can’t find it on a map, it’s not a zip code, and it isn’t someplace she will have to fly… it’s her final destination… this place between my thighs.

I need to straddle her while we cuddle, massaging her scalp, rubbing noses… rubbing lips… placing kisses across her forehead, while held tight in her embrace.

I need our bodies in a tangle at night… so I can watch her sleep, feel her breathe… and count her heartbeats.

I need my legs wrapped around her waist during random bits conversation… center to center, heart to heart… and face to face.

I need her here between my thighs… with no room for air, just her heat and mine. I need to feel her lips sucking on my clit in that sweet… sweet… eternal kiss. I need her body moist and ready moving on top of mine. I need to watch her face and feel her muscles spasm during that special explosion. Being honest… I just need her.

I’ve spent a lot of time thinking…. thinking… thinking… about my lover and my perfect place, can’t find it on a map, it’s not a zip code, and it isn’t someplace I will have to fly… it’s my final destination… that place between her thighs.

– Nova