~Wanting Him~

As his voice fills my ears,
my heart races with every word.
As he smiles at me,
my cheeks burn pink.
As his blue eyes meet mine,
I feel alive.

He touches me,
and my body goes numb.
His skin on mine,
so cold,
so smooth,
so perfect.
His hand slids down my stomache.
Making my already tight T-shirt
cling even tighter than before.

His lips meet mine,
and I lose myself in him,
his taste, and embrace.

I let his hands slide
farther down my waist,
to  lost in his taste to care.


I wanted him.

His hands gently worked their way down...

moving them just under my belt...
letting them rest there.
His hands felt so good.

I wanted him.

I had to stop before I went to far,
before he could re-open an old scar.
Grasping his hands with mine.
I let his fingers become one with mine.


His lips never stopped,
and his tongue never ceased,
on his taste I let my senses feast.

I had to stop before I went to far,
Before he could re-Open and old scar.
I kissed him lightley, and let him go.
He needed to know I wasn't ready....


I love him...
I need him...


I want him.