Graveyard Coffeehouse

A Week Making Love

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She said
I could have
Anything
Anything
I told her
I wanted
A week
Making love
Not a vacation
To a far off island
Or tropical paradise
Just
She
And I
Making love
Beautiful
Wicked
Forbidden
Sweet love
For a week
Behind
Closed doors
Within the inferno
Of smoldering
Sheets
Outside the range
Of prying neighbors
She looked
In my eyes
Licked her lips
Smiled
Booked us
For a week
A week
Making Love
The world could
Besiege us
Outside castle
Walls
But not get in
Our carnival of Sin
Which began
As
We dropped
Our bags
Heavy with clothes
Lingerie
Lubricant
Costumes
Dildos
Whips
Hand cuffs
And
So much more
As she fell
To her knees
Master
I am yours
She said
Bowing
At my feet
Do with me
What Thou
Will
Pain
Before
Pleasure
I whispered
In her ear
With each crack
Of the whip
Each spank
Of her
Curvaceous
Behind
Kissing her
Full lips
As she
Shrieked
And
I held
A finger
To mine
Pleasure
After
Pain
My darling
I cajoled
As she sobbed
Moaned
Using a feather
Tracing
Her voluptuous frame
Slowly
Tantalizing
Her goose flesh
Taking her roughly
Then slow
Again
And
Again
My tongue
Tasting her salty
Sweet
Skin
Her womanhood
The flower
Between
Her parted
Thighs
Probing her
Tickling
Her most
Sensitive parts
Serpentine
Hearing
Her shout profanity
Scream
As she peaked
Then fell
Echoes
Of
Orgasmic shrieks
Sighs
Resounding
Throughout
The room
Holding her
In my arms
As she cried
Laughed
Kissed my body
Then
Making love
One more time
Hungry
Losing energy
We became
Animals
Wanting more
Seething with Lust
Biting
Slurping
Scratching
Changing positions
Grunting
Pulling hair
Slapping
Then the shower
Exhausted
We rested
Pleasuring
Each other
I touched you
Used objects
Probing you deep
Then tied you
To the bed
Covered
Your body
In whipped cream
Chocolate syrup
Pinching
Your erect nipples
As I licked
The sticky mess
Clean
We took a bath
Together
Rested
In bed
As I held you
Close
Goodnight
You said
As I responded
Day 1
Of our week
Making
Love
My darling
Do you
Know
Anyone
Who has spent
A
Week
Making Love?
I still
Remember
Listening
To the silence
That was
Her answer
As she slept
Exhausted
In my arms
Priceless
Momentos
Retained
In my heart
Mind
Soul
Of
Our
Week
Making
Love.