At dinner

 I just wanted to touch you, 

You were smiling at me 

And all I could think about was what your hand would feel like I'm mine

Dinner was a blur, 

I just wanted to be next to you 

And I couldn't in that scenario 

I wanted to talk 

And watch you listen 

And see your face when you spoke to me 

Watch that smile spread across your face when something playful was said 

I wanted to breathe in your scent 

And touch your skin with my lips 

Your mouth, your neck and every other part of you I had imagined devouring 

Knowing you're in a public place and having an ache slowly simmering away inside of you is deliciously wicked 

And fuck I wanted to be wicked! 

I wanted  to climb into your lap and whisper exactly how much I wanted you 

And have every part of me  writhe against you 

Coaxing your resistance to nothing 

I ached for your hands to caress my breasts,  kneeding them and me into submission 

I wanted to offer you my throat and have you taste the sweetness of my longing 

I wanted to disappear into the delirium of my sexual fantasy and take you right there with me!

In the rain

 You held me for the first time 

Our eyes met 

And that smile I'd been missing 

Just suddenly appeared.

It felt good to be in your arms 

You were suddenly real to me 

And you smelt so fuckin good 

I was just drinking you in 

And then you kissed me 

One small kiss 

Ever so subtle 

But strikingly overwhelming.

And now we had to go to dinner!!!

Back in my car, all I could think of was Fuck!!!!!!

Fuck..he kisses like that......what are his hands gonna feel like...

His skin against mine 

His voice in my ear?

My head was awash with a myriad of images 

Most of them semi-naked! 

I'd  wanted you all week, 

Fell in lust with that cheeky smile, that until now, I'd only heard,

Id replayed scenarios over and over 

Imagining different colourful scenes 

But never did I once picture that first Hello under an umbrella in the rain!

Xx