“Sweater Weather”

You and I are different in many ways, but we are amazing lovers. There is an unexplainable heat between us.

We walk holding hands. It is cold and windy. You hate the beach, but you take me to my favorite spot at the beach. “We stand in California with my toes in the sand.” Your nose is cold, so “use the sleeves of my sweater.”

“Let’s have an adventure. Head in the clouds but my gravity’s centered. Touch my neck and I’ll touch yours.”  Wearing those “little high-waisted shorts” and a low cut sweater.

We stand and gaze deeply into each other’s eyes. The wind picks up and the rain clouds roll in. “The goose bumps start to raise. The minute that my left hand meets your waist, and then I watch your face. Put my finger on your tongue because you love the taste.”

Walking back to the car, you hold my hand. Baby, your hands are freezing. We stop. Place both your hands in the holes of my sweater.” Feel my warmth of skin under my sweater and take me off the beach back to our home where I don’t need my sweater.

“One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse”

You strip away my sweater and pour me into our bed. Inside of me is hot. Our passion ignites.  You are now sweating as you pump into me even though “outside it starts to pour” as I pour my love juices all over you.

Love you,

Skylar