Red lipstick and lingerie.
He is seated.
Waiting.
Watching her.
Her eyes are upon him.
Watching him.
He inclines his head,
she knows to start.
She crawls across the room
on her hands and knees
head up
eyes locked with his.
White lace cups her breasts
the material shifting, moving, revealing
as she crawls closer to him
her arse in the air
pale skin exposed by her minuscule thong.
She kneels in front of him
hands upon her thighs
palms up.
She is waiting.
He looks at her appreciatively.
Dark hair curling loosely around her shoulders.
White lace demi cup bra,
the swell of her breasts creating a delicious distraction.
Blue grey eyes smouldering with desire
and the crimson curve of her sensual lips.
He nods his assent and she begins.
She leans toward him, unbuttoning his dress shirt.
Button after button carefully undone.
When she is finished she spreads his shirt wide
exposing his chest to her gaze.
Both hands touch him, caress him.
She leans over and kisses the hollow of his neck,
her start.
She places a trail of kisses down his chest.
Licking and kissing
kissing and licking
working her way down to his belly
and beyond.
Marking him
with her crimson kisses.
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*Written a year ago but I thought I would share for those who were not following then. I hope my regular readers don’t mind the repost.
©SirenSong1208
Photograph taken from Pinterest