the cigarette

For the cigarette…

I watched you pull a box from your jeans, Snap it open and pull one out not so eagerly and yet not so gentle

For the cigarette…

I watched you light it up, your lips grasping tight at it, your big hands lighting it up with a gold etched lighter,

‘Cause of the cigarette, I thought.

I came to you and played myself to be stupid, I asked just for a cigarette.

Because of the cigarette,

your eyes lingered on my lips, my red lipstick printed on the white paper, as they wrapped tight around the little stick

From of the cigarette,

we started talking, in which my cleavage caught your eyes.

After the cigarette,

it was a drink, a long talk sizing each other and flirting with each other.

After the cigarette,

I took you to my apartment,

After the cigarette

it was your touch, so intoxicating I felt like a pardoned sinner, it was then your mouth all over my body until I bursts into million pieces as I came,

Forget the cigarette,

I wanted nothing but to feel you inside me. I wanted nothing but to wrap you as tight and warm,

Forget the cigarette,

I wanted your cock, in my mouth, my lips wrapped right around it just like they would on a cig, only that you are big. Really big. My endeavour to have you while in my mouth teases my gagging reflexes.

Forget the cigarette,

you make me feel hotter and hotter with every second you drive into me, every time you slam into me and every second you slide into me.

From the cigarette,

I earned myself a night of immense love making.

For the cigarette,

I search your Jean pockets as you’ve fallen asleep on my bed, Seeking a lighter, more fire while you rest.

With a cigarette,

I glance over the balcony. My neighbour smirks because he knows. We haven’t really been quiet.

With his own cigarette he smirks, and winks and raises his cigarette at me and I cheer him back.

Sex so good, even the neighbour had to have a cigarette in the middle of the night

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