I fancy you on the bed, head down cradled in your arms,
Your buttocks presented to my touch and gaze.
Open. Vulnerable. Ready.
I take the vinyl gloves, fit them on my hands, the tightness another skin.
The lube squirts out and I warm it in my palms. Wet fingers find your labia, as I stroke softly, gently, then a bit more urgent, turning my need to touch.
Fingers fill you now, the rhythm, my beating heart, my need for the primal home of you.
I spread your buttocks with my free hand, your anus, the deeper secret still. My lips move to you to kiss that third mouth, my tongue pushing , licking, while my hand works in your cunt.
This night. This bed.
I take you as I make my need my gift.