Sauce*Box 20: Tongue Tying A Cherry

Tongue Tying A Cherry
Stem Into A Knot
by Jeff Bacha

HE LIQUID softness of her lotioned thighs,
Their freshly shaved smoothness spreading
Under the confidence of his hands.
Focusing on the disappearing glow
of her closing eyes his thumbs discovering
a perfect velvet curtain, and slowly
sliding it open, revealing the target
of his mouth's pursuit.
Desire melting across his lips,
He swallows hard, fighting back the sudden urge
To devoir his prey. "Patience" his brain persists
"Make her wait."

Lowering his lips, his thumbs inching in
He whispers against her flesh, "Do you like that?"
Her lifting hips answer his question
And he continues his prolonged assault,
Gently surrounding her with his lightly sucking lips.
Felling her swell under the rhythm of a circling tongue,
Fingernails gently tug at his scalp,
Drawing his head forward
Before releasing their hold
And he instinctly follows her rhythm,
Changing the motion of his tongue
And increasing the force of his lips with each plunge.

Her nails dig deeper into his skin,
And his lips clamp against her moist flesh.
She pulls him tightly against her,
As her legs press against his cheeks.
With the first warm trickling wave
He pulls away, searching across her hip,
Kissing towards her breast,
Leaving a thumb to massage a climax,
And prepare her for the next one.

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