His body radiates a warm,

sleepy smell that intoxicates her.

Like the addict who needs one more fix

she is lost in the fiery need

to feel him fill her core.

The compulsion pushes her hand

down his back, draws her nails

lightly over the surface of his body.

He shifts silently, still asleep

as she licks his ear,

adds a gentle nibble to the lobe.

Her fingers slide over his stomach;

their goal reached as she exults

in the velvet skin that covers his hardness.

She is ablaze with need.

He responds with a soft, low moan,

pulls her close, finds her open mouth.

The lovemaking follows,

its intensity an answer

to the quest of her desire.

After, she stands before the mirror,

while her hand traces the tracks of his ardor.

Sated, she knows the hunger will return.

She smiles.