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Drifting in to paradise.

My mind wanders with sweet delight.
My dreams filled of only you.
My fingers dip beneath the elastic of my shorts.
I feel myself rise.
I think of you.
Stood before me.
Watching.
Telling me how and when to touch. Commanding me to release the pressure.
Smiling wickedly and telling me to grip harder.
My breathing shallows.
A deep urge builds.
Not quite yet you say to me.
To help prolong the thrill.
Hot to touch now.
Can’t hold back.
Yes you say.
The time had come
I release.
And then some!
A shudder washes over me.
And knowing that you’re there.
Watching.
Smiling.
Clench for me.
I slowly let it out.
A moan so deep, it hurts my throat.
And sated is my need.
My hunger is no longer.
My need is quenched again.
My eyes closed tight.
My breathing slows.
I know not what my body does as I drift in to paradise.

Copyright Mr Darwin Blake 2013

Melt.

Her flesh slid around his.
As one for the first time.
Together at last.
An eternity apart.
A lifetime without.
They savour.
Every second.
A memory made.
Every moment.
As if lost in each other.
Fingers entwined.
Moans as one.
She sinks lower.
Lower still.
Until there is no more.
He is within.
Delicious feelings.
Flesh grasped.
Clench.
The moment comes but not at once.
It lasts and it lingers.
Shuddering waves.
Breath…gasp…quivering lips.
The feeling held.
Like the lovers.
Held forever.
In each other’s arms.

Copyright Mr Darwin Blake 2013

One more.

One more touch.
A sweet caress.
I run my fingers.
Across your chest.
Swirling every finger tip.
Watching as…
You bite your lip.
Smiling as…
You moan delight.
Your body lit by candlelight.
Waiting for that perfect time.
Time to make your body mine.
Seconds pass and minutes fly.
As I slowly bide my time.
Beneath my touch your body shines.
Dont touch yet.
Not your turn.
Patience is a virtue love.
Something that you’ll soon learn.
Now my fingers dance so slow.
Wandering to what’s below.
Feel me there.
And the warmth grows.
As my fingers dip.
That warmth you feel.
It spreads across.
Every inch of flesh.
The pleasure is all yours.
The pleasing is all mine.
Shall I keep you at the peak?
Slow and gentle pace.
Or my sweet surrender.
Should my fingers race?
Do you want it now my love?
Or will you last all night?
It’s up to you my Angel.
Tell me what feels right.

Mr Darwin Blake © 2013

Beg.

Do you want me?
Tell me how.
Show me.
Please me.
Exactly.
Now.
Can you see the rise in me?
Ready as I am.
Release me please and find your way.
Guide me to your heart.
Want me for all time.
Wait for my command.
Taste the want within your soul.
Tempt me with that inner roar.
Feel the warmth.
And let it burn.
For nothing can control.
Let the wave of fire.
Spread the lust inside.
Do I need to tease you?
Should I show you how?
Wound and clenched.
A coiled spring.
Tell me what you want.
Show me how it feels.
To have me deep within.
Bite upon my shoulder.
Feel the shudder flow.
Roll your eyes and arch your back.
Show me what your heart desires.
Make me understand.
Guide my hand and tell me when.
Love the things I do.
Beg and scream.
And curse out loud!
And I will show you so much more.
Let me bind your hands and heart.
Let me bring you such delight.
Listen to that gentle thrum.
And feel the burning of my love.
Test you slowly.
Yes I will.
But that test will always thrill.
Let me show you stars and night.
Bring you sweet and pure delight.
Fill your mind with wonder.
And bind your heart to me.

Copyright Mr Darwin Blake 2013

My Secret.

Did I ever tell you friend.
That you’re my secret smile?
The one I wear on each new day.
That loving little grin.
Oh my sweet and gorgeous friend.
How you make me smile.
Free and pure am I with you.
Smiles they are abound.
Keep me grounded and in check.
Feet firmly on the ground.
Every day I see you there.
Not close enough to hold.
No matter how the road does look.
My hand you always hold.
Deep within my heart I’ll keep.
Every word you say.
Friends like you they are so few.
But oh so far away.
My life enriched with your heart.
A loving ray of light.
And until my dying day.
When I am grey and old.
My heart is your to hold.

Copyright Mr Darwin Blake 2013

Under A Starlit Sky.

Originally written for Bookish Temptations.

Under a Starlit Sky.

The lovers lie beneath the star lit sky, The fire built by their hands crackles, The glow illuminates their bodies, Waves lazily crash nearby,
A wine bottle drips its last drops in to the beach,
Glasses lie empty, Food untouched, Because their hunger is deeper,
The sand between their toes,
The moon watches with interest, Gentle kisses and soft moans,
Their bodies bathed in moonlight,
Not a soul around, Alone with each other,
They slowly undress each other,
Sinful thoughts enter each mind,
As one, they think the same,
The heat from their love enough to warm them,
She lays back, the blanket warm against her skin,
His hands charge her body as he touches her flesh,
He slides his hand, snake like, down her body until he finds her,
She moans as he places his hand softly against her lips,
The light bounces off of her body as he massages her softly,
Slowly she reaches down and feels his excitement as he throbs against her hand,
Twitching for her,
Pulsing for her body,
They moan in to each other as fingers explore,
Waves of pleasure entwine with gentle kisses,
His tongue enters her mouth, she kisses him back,
Hard.
Eyes widen as she becomes awash with desire for him,
His fingers glide and swirl, her nails grip against his flesh,
Her eyes say it all,
She wants him,
Needs and desires him,
She loves him,
And he loves her,

A gasp,

A bit lip,

Devotion untold,

Take me my love,

Take me here…

Copyright Mr Darwin Blake 2013

Ache.

If I’m far away.
Another place.
Another day.
Working in a lonely world.
Waiting to be in your arms.
Phone calls are but such a tease.
Your silken voice away from me.
Those lips like silk.
Your skin so soft.
Of theses things I am robbed.
Falling softly in to sleep.
Happy smile and mind at peace.
Of theses things I am without.
When I am so distant.
Slumber stifled.
Half awake.
Restless body.
For you I ache.
Soon I shall return to you.
See your smile.
A tear or two.
Wipe them softly from your face.
Hold you tightly in my arms.
Thankful that I have returned. 

Wrist.

Gripping tight, the tendons rise.
I feel them stiffen against the bind.
Tugging, pulling, twisting so.
Arching back and forth they do.
As I bring you…closer to.
Crescendo slowly building up.
Pulling at your silken restraint.
Begging “Lover let me go.”
Pleading to me to release.
But my sweet, I have you bound.
Your pleads to me, the sweetest sound.
My own are still.
My mouth at work.
Tender kisses, other things.
Shall I let you free?
Let you please me?
Yes, I think.
This shall be so.
Soft red marks you duly rub.
Smiling at me.
“Thank-you love.”
What shall we do now they are free?
Oh my days I silently say.
As you take me to the floor.
Moving slow.
Fingers wrapped.
Crease of skin as you flex.
Twisting, turning, flexing pleasure.
A tornado of movement.
A tightly gripped moment of delight.
As you bring me pleasure deep.
Using only your wrist…
Imagine if you used your mouth…
Moving slightly, grip is changed.
Nails are dug and moans released.
Circling your hand.
Coming up to kiss my lips.
Taking me slowly to paradise.