Ode

I want you.
I want you to lean into my neck and to feel your warm breath on my ear and my neck, to sense your impatience and desire.
I want you to grab my ass, first hard, possessively, firmly; then relaxing into lazy appreciation of its curves and indentations.
I want your pulse to quicken and your cock to harden on touching me.
I want you to scoop me into your arms and carry me to your bed, unable to wait any longer.
I want you to moan when you see my naked body.
I want you to shiver.
I want you to turn me how you want me on your bed.
I want you to eat me out until I beg for you to fill me.
I want you to fuck me until you are spent and exhausted, and then I want you to curl into me for comfort and fall asleep, deeply, dreamlessy — forgetting your pain.
I want you to wake up with me, hard and eager and hungry.
I want your hand draped across my hip, your face on my hair as you sleep.
I want all of this as intensely and suddenly as my own orgasm happens at your touch.
I want all of this from you
As you smile and bring me my coffee and move
To the next table
Your flawless ass turned to me, and then gone.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/h808re/ode