waiting

...her wait continues...
...her night still and quiet...
as the time passed her by
the quiet darkness
does little to control her thoughts
her thoughts of Him
His piercing blue gaze
the gaze that rocks her world
His strong hands
those calloused hands
that brought her to the edge of ecstacy
held her captive
then allowed her to tumble
knowing He'll catch her when she falls
His voice
speaking her name
those pet names she adores...
slut...
whore...
but above all
that one word growled from His lips
Mine...
The silence broken
By the sound of the door
His boots echoing
Long steady steps
His posture strong
His steps filled with purpose
As He closes the distance
her breath literally stolen
when those fingertips
caress her delicate cheek
He doesn't speak
merely stands above her
His shadow casts a silhouette
across her kneeling form
she dare not move
though she aches for more of His touch
her eyes remain to the floor
waiting for Him to grant her permission
but that permission doesn't come
before He settles into the chair in front of her
she feels the heat from His gaze
raking over her body
causing her body to quiver
noticeably
which causes a chuckle
to escape His lips
then His words
strong...
confident
yet tender
loving
spoken true
from His heart
to hers
fill her mind
as she feels that leather
gently glide around her neck
her eyes filled with tears
as they lift to meet His
as He locks that leather into place
and whispers the word
the word that ends her wait
that sets her free
free to be all she can be
... for Him...
Mine