The Tub

The earthy aroma of amber fills the room,
the candle light provides a golden glow.
Submerged in the hot water and foam,
I let the days woes fall away.
My mind is foggy from the wine,
my vision obscured from the steam.
When you slip silently in the tub.
Your hands begin to roam,
up my calves to the top of my thigh.
Your fingers glide slowly over me,
sending shivers through my body.
Your touch feathery light,
stirring a need to feel more.
Your hands move up,
caressing my breast, rubbing my nipples.
Your leaning over your kiss is deep,
exploring my mouth.
I think of places I'd like that tongue,
your fingers slip in to my wetness.
A gasp caught in my throat,
turns to a moan.
Your hands work magic,
heat building inside me.
Muscles tightening,
the release so close.
Your hands on my waist,
your sliding inside me.
You fill me, the wave crashes all around.
I feel your explode inside me,
and I tremble in your arms.....