Leave a Message at the Tone…

I can hear my phone buzzing
on the dresser across the room
like a fly…dogging my face
it’s distracting

as I give myself over
…in every possible sense…
to his ferocious ministrations

his smoky eyes burning holes in my soul
setting my nerve endings ablaze
flickers spreading quickly
a wildfire…
I’m lost in the flames

palms alternately gliding…
and applying pressure
sending me into another state
where time has no bearing
…no weight

digits delving into sheltered havens
spelling his name…
a dominant claiming…
along the walls of my saturation
leaving me…
aching

as I wait for the moment
crave the building pressure
until he decides his approach
and comes for me…
without hesitation

all the while the buzz continues
determined to have an answer
but it’s not happening
I’ll get back to them later

curling fingers around my restraints
shuddering in anticipation
as I see the change in his gaze
gone from smoldering…
to full-blown blaze

feeling the blunt press…
of his aggressive intent
I gasp at the delicious invasion
thickened throb tunneling
and I’m already quivering

yeah…
I’ll call them back
I’m a little tied up at present