Driven

The rain crashes violently against the windshield...the sky a sensual mixture of darkness and streetlight...you clutch the steering wheel tightly while rolling your neck...breathing deeply...you're coming to see me...the national weather service couldn't stop you...neither would my pleadings...you need me...yearn for me...a small pothole gives the car a jolt that surges through your body...you imagine it's me grabbing you from behind...helplessly you await my next move...a gentle stroke of your hair or an aggressive kiss of your neck...you don't care you just can't wait to be there...the hum of the tires on the slick road induce moans...the slippery rubber gliding across the warm summer road serve as metaphors...my hands gliding across your soft body covered in warming oil...massaged...kissed...explored...2 exits away...the headlights from oncoming traffic bring you back to your leather seats...the way they hug you...make you feel as though they were made for you and your soft cheeks only...just like my embrace...you begin to soak as you make your first left...mere moments away from the intoxicant you yearn for...the anticipation builds in you and your body begins to throb...pleasure replacing loneliness...satisfaction replacing imagination...my lips replacing your fingertips...the car screeches at your destination...your door flings open...the rain cascades on your caramel skin and soft hair...your breaths deepen...the moisture calms you...the moon light excites you...your steps hasten...and you ring the doorbell