There’s things that excite me, about you.
The way even across a crowded bar, I can feel you there. I turn and I can tell how much you want me, your eyes are undressing me.
How your lips curve up into that delicious smile. I glimpse your teeth, neat and white and I imagine them biting my nipples.
That when you’re walking towards me, I catch my breath and my stomach somersaults. I imagine you pushing my up against the wall.
When it’s loud in the bar, you lean down and whisper my name. It’s almost a growl. Your arm round my waist pulls me closer and your hand on the bare flesh of my back is like electricity.
How your touch pulses through me. Your breath on my neck. Shivers down my spine. Goosebumps.
Your lips graze my jaw, your tongue parts my lips and I am lost.