Skin on Skin
My hips navigate your finger...
Unbutton my jeans
Hands slide over my panties
Skin on cotton on skin.
I shimmy out
Denim on the floor
Bare legs on a duvet.
Your hand
Under the cotton
Reacquainted with 8000 nerve endings.
My legs twitch
Breath breaks
Hand grips your shoulder.
My hips navigate your finger
Into me
Into me baby.
The pulse
The pull
The come hither fingers.
Wetter. Better.
Out of me like an exhale
And teasing my clit.
You kiss my cheeks
My forehead
As if to say, relax baby.
And I do
I relax into it
Like sinking into a warm bath. Immerse me.
Quicken pace
Repetition just the way I like
The way I need.
Yes. Yes. So close.
Fingers grip around your neck.
Teeth graze your shoulder.
It’s a high. a release. Pure escasty.
Undone and relaxed
Your finger find your mouth and you taste my ecstasy too.
Hold me.
And again.
Feel me, relax into you.
About the Creator
Lizzie Sage
Queer and newly craving men. Black coffee and bold kisses.
Stand up comic and poet.
Read my poetry on insta: @lustypoetry
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