Kissing His.....

Kissing His

Masculine thighs
Stretched out before me
Lean and muscular
Parted only enough to allow me
A glimpse
Wanting a taste of his skin
My mouth waters
Anticipation sweetens the thought
I love his thighs
How they move
The way they invite
How they hold steady my gaze
The feel of his flesh
The taste of him
Upon my lips
I once more kiss
His thighs