Rain

July 31, 2023

Lying in bed observing the rain, your taut body outside the window captures rivulets that run between your breasts before riding your belly circuitously to join the deepening wetness between your legs.

You've been there a while. You know you'll be there longer still.

The air inside is warm, the air outside on the deck, not so, being cooled by the moisture.

The cool rain pricks your skin and as it does so, raises your nipples deliciously.

Your outstretched arms are beginning to ache, with their star shaped struggle, even the soft cuffs are beginning to bite.

My thirst is rising again and as I rise, your tiredness cannot disguise the shiver of excitement that stirs within as I glide down to drink from you again.