Sweet Icing  

rm_Sallypus 52F
1056 posts
8/20/2005 4:39 am

Last Read:
3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Sweet Icing

Skin so hot,
that touch seems useless cruel,
got to beat the heat
and vent the steam
to even think of need.

I should have known
you would palm the cube,
and slide your hands around me
in a slick tease.

Nipple perking to ice,
a gasp
but you do not let go,
you hold me fast,
and make the chill
travel through the skin
til it is rigid,
and looking in my eyes,
reach for the other
to watch me jump.

No one said cold could be so luscious,
and the sweat gives way to sweet
as you cool me down,
but sly fingers travel
sliding again...
just a chip left
and you grin...
and a moment later
part me,
and slip inside that cool toy.

Cold is not making me shake now...
but I hear your glass rattle,
lips parted with a soft sigh,
and you tease
and taunt
but we both KNOW
where that fat cube will go next...
as you make the icing ready
for your first taste....

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