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!