Stuck on the couch
It’s 3:27 in the morning
The wine stain on my shirt reminds me of the leftover wine in my glass
I take a sip
And a few more
It’s 4:30 am and I am suddenly awakened by a thump between my thighs
I try not to call you because I like to wake up alone
And you like to tell me sentimental things
But I need the company of your warm lips to take the edge off
The way your tongue massages the parts of me that are most sensitive
With a kiss she is reassured she will be cared for
My body is so light
So warm
Floating at the thought of you caressing me right now
Planting my fingers in my mouth for preparation
Visions of your face framed between my thighs
With this look of hunger in your eyes
I could no longer wait
Lightly gliding my fingers across my clit
Nipples growing
Breathing heavy
Your name slipped a few times as I got closer
Gripping onto the cushion beneath me as if I am falling
That intense feeling,
Building
And
Building
..
…
A sudden breeze from my window glazed over my body
cooling me down
Sweat sitting on top of my skin,
slowly evaporating
Just like my visions of you
And the rest of the wine in my glass
