Read To Me Again

Alone at night, lying naked upon the sheets
The phone rings and his voice touches her
It is a relaxing and exciting tone, all at once.
He asks her if she’s ready then begins to read.
Closing her eyes, his words caress her body.
With every pleasing word he slowly speaks,
She finds herself having to force a quiet exhale
In high hopes that he’ll not hear the tremble
Within the slow breaths she breathes as he reads.
Lying there listening, longing for his touch
Running her fingers across her aroused breast
She lets out a soft gasp and pauses, he reads on
Enchantingly his words dance all around her
Quietly she continues to let her hand roam down.
The words he speaks, quicken her heartbeats
Her fingers press firmly down upon her wet lips
Rubbing gently to the beat of his delicious voice
Trying so hard to keep her fluttering breaths silent
The tone in his voice changes--did he hear her?
He did not pause if he did and continues to read.
Trembling waves of passion race through her body
Excited by his voice she starts rubbing a little faster.
The story approaches an end as his reading slows.
Her desires explode and her whole body throbs.
He then finishes the story and asks if it was okay.
Quickly grabbing her breath before she answers,
“All I can say Love, is ‘Please, read to me again.'”