Slow Groove

September 20, 2012

I’m in the mood for a
Slow groove
In the back seat
Of a fast car
Our bodies will move-

Bright city lights
Speckled shadows quickly fade
Gentle summer night breeze
Caresses my skin igniting our love parade-

Gin, smoke, the monster bass
Smooth leather humid kiss
Coaxing me slowly
Into physical bliss-

Roaming hands
Sneaky fingers
Triumphantly slide
Under  silky panties
Flimsy roadblock soon pushed aside.

Written by pivoine68 Posted in Desire, Erotic Poetry, Sex, Wanting Tagged with bass, bliss, fast car, gin, panties, slow groove, smoke