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He rose from the depths of her unconscious mind, like smoke drifting from the unknown, wrapping himself around and penetrating her soul. “I feel you…I feel you”, she whispered inside; as dawns early light crept in, illuminating her senses, and softly he faded as morning’s mist, just as she reached to bring him to her.

©2013jillterry
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WORDS OF WHISPERS

 

Soft gentle
Warm velvety
Kisses
Brushing her cheeks
Her eyelids

Fingers tangling
In black and silver locks
Like a warm breeze
From heaven her scent

Laying her down
Naked on the bed
Hair dangling
Barely touching flesh

He drags it
Slowly
Gently
Across her body

She gasps
Then moans
Back arching
Hands reaching

Pulling him to her
Kissing him fully
Leaving her breathless
Wanting for more

His breath is warm
His words but a whisper

I love feeling you
Smile under my lips
Flinch under my touch
Shiver under my tongue

Watch you tickle
Your nose in my fur
Take a deep breath
Inhaling me completely

A long shuddering sigh
When finally you touch it
Running trembling fingers
Gently through it

Smiling wide
Biting your lip
Holding me tight
Finding your peace

Breathing deep
As if whole again
Home in my arms
Where you belong

Squirming beneath me
Moaning on top of me
Sweating on top of me
Whimpering beneath me

Crying out my name
Crushing my hands in yours
Chewing on your finger
Just before you peak

Losing yourself
In my eyes
When finally I explode
Deep inside of you

Seeing you fight sleep
To stay awake and watch me
Listen intently as your
Breathing slows

Watch the smile
Crawl across your face
As you bury your self
Deep in the nook

Pull you closer
Wrap you in my love
Thank the universe
You’re safe in my arms

© 2011 Jill Terry


EVENING IN

She stood at the counter
Knowing he would be home soon
Humming to herself
As she lovingly prepared their meal

Nothing extravagant
But special nonetheless
An evening to be shared

Food and drink
Conversation
Soft music
Stories to be told
Stories to be heard

Brushing unruly hair back
Pouring another glass of wine
Checking the clock
Smiling to herself
Warm, homey aromas filling the kitchen

Leaning forward
Hands grasping the edge of the counter
She relaxes
Enjoying the smells of home
The taste of the wine
Gentle breeze playing in the chimes

Strong hands grasp her wrists
His body presses against her back
She jerks in surprise
Then relaxes immediately
As his scent fills her world
The warmth of his body
Igniting a fire in hers

He whispers in her ear
Words of love
He missed her
Adores her
Wants her

She smiles
Trying to turn
His grip on her unyielding
Strong and intent

He kisses her ear
Slides his hands back
Grasps her hips
Pressing himself against her
More forcefully

He kisses her neck
His breath hot on her
She shudders
A small moan
Perhaps a whimper
Escapes her

And he smiles
Knowing the need
Knowing the cure

Hands sliding up
Cupping full breasts
Thumbs brushing
Nipples straining against fabric
Aching for his touch

Kisses still hot on her neck
Soft whispers
Questions
Promises

He unbuttons her shirt
Slowly
Slides it from her shoulders
Falling to the floor

Hands returning to flesh now exposed
Softly caressing her smooth belly
Working his way down
Firmly grasping the waistband
Shoving her gypsy skirt to the floor

He stands back for a moment
Drinking in the sight of her
Exposed to him
Exposed for him

He breathes hot in her ear
I see you
And you are
Simply
Exquisite

Pressing himself harder against her now
Kisses on her ears, neck, back
More fervent now
Fingers exploring the delicacies awaiting him
Opening her to him
Bringing her need to fever pitch

Breath coming in gasps now
Trembling
Skin aching
She tears herself from his grasp
Turns to face him

Undeniable desire burning into him
Through emerald eyes gleaming with the heat
Throwing arms around his neck
Legs around his waist

She frantically devours his lips
Kissing his face, his eyes
Breathing in his warm, spicy scent
Senses near overload
She begs him with her eyes

Take me
Please
Take me now

He carries her to the table
Spreading her before him
Tongue slowly exploring
Sampling
Enjoying
Devouring

Bringing her quickly to climax
Shuddering
Crying out his name
He takes her slowly
Excruciatingly to the edge

She begs him
Please
Let me
Make me

She reaches for him
Close
So close

She begins to tighten
Muscles beginning to lock
Back arching hard

And he stands
And walks away

Breath catching in her throat
She stops cold
Screaming from the edge
Unable to go on
Unable to go back
Unable to move

He grins wickedly at her
Over the rim of his wine glass
She pleads with him
Eyes begging
Unable to form the words
Don’t leave me here
Please

Slowly he sheds his shirt
Pants dropping to the floor
Making his way back to her
Standing between her legs

A single fingertip tracing
A line down her stomach
Over her bellybutton
Slowly moving further down
Barely touching her aching heat
She explodes violently

Heat
Desire
Need
Want
Screaming
Sweating

All exploding from her
And then
At that exact moment
He buries himself in her
Completely
To the hilt

She explodes again
Never really stopping
Stars dance before her eyes

And beyond
She sees him
Above her

Desire
Lust
Heat
Love
Worship

He makes love to her then
Slowly
Intently

Filling her every desire
For an eternity it seems
Again and again he takes her

Over the edge
Heights unknown
Blinding ecstasy
Unrelenting
Seemingly unending

Near the point of exhaustion now
She begs him
With emerald eyes
Velvety pink lips

Go there with me
Now
Come with me
And he takes her

Hard
Fast
Merciless
Senses reeling
Desire unrelenting
Passionate cries
Breath coming in gasps

And then
The world explodes
For them both
Simultaneous

Time stops
Nothing exists outside
Just the one they have become

Unity
Completion
All

Hours later, seemingly
Consciousness returns
Breathing slowed to normal again
The gentle sound of wind chimes
Birds chittering outside the window
Warm evening sunlight bathing them
The smells of home

She smiles softly
Dinner’s ready…

© 2011 Jill Terry


Taste test

He kissed me
Passionately
Then asked me
To leave

Only wanted
A taste
Said he wasn’t
Hungry

© jillterry


Truth Defined

If I hadn’t
Loved him
So
Much

My loathing
Wouldn’t run
So
Deep

© jillterry


Multi-purpose

He uses them for everything
They often don’t mean anything
He leaves them with nothing

Varying degrees of his
Needs or wants
Determine the depth
He is forced to
Or willing
To go

Gluttony being his
Favored sin
He feasts upon
Their emotional
Need

Savoring the flavor
Of collective fear
Seasoned lightly
With his own

Desire but a word
Ecstasy a button
Easily pushed
With a pressured curve

The same spot every time
No matter the shape
The age
The size

Something he mastered
Way back when
Delighting in the power
Necessary for his
Survival

Giving them everything
Filling them up
Leaving them empty
To drown in their
Sorrow

© jillterry


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