©2017 Sandra Jean-Pierre

I wanted

what she had
between her legs

through her
jeans

beneath
the thin
material
of her boxers.

Looking
down
at my
feet

words,

escaped
me

but she
knew
I needed
something just the same

“…This…”

I reach
for her middle,
feeling
heat rise – I smell Her.

“I want this.”
My eyes
finally able
to meet Hers

eyebrows raised,
newfound fires
flicker
in Her eyes.

Kissing the small of her belly,
my tongue
finds the center of her quickly

Her head,
thrown back in
surrender

tells me all
I need to know,
gives me all the secrets
she’s been keeping

My Butch,
so vulnerable on my
tongue,
so demanding
of my sweet
mouth

as she cums,

embarrassed
as I lick my lips,
that my cheeks
are slick
from her wetness

Looking away
She doesn’t
understand

how I
can love it
so much.