When waiting to get home isn’t an option.

When the need consumes.

When you whisper you want me.

Your lips against my ear as we sit eating.

Your hand resting on my thigh.

Slipping under my skirt to begin the tease.

Do you know what it does to me?

Of course you do.

I’ll be aching.

Needing.

Ready to devour you.

My turn for the suprise as you say you’ll be right back.

I follow.

I push against you.

I want you.

Now.

Right here.

I don’t care where we are.

Just fill me.

Take me.

As only you can….