You could,Mr Trouble.

You could get me to do anything with 

A please. A please Siarai.

And a sigh.

It sounds like you right behind me. Your skin pressed against mine,

When you talk that soft.

If I didn’t know better, I would say you were behind me.

Should I tell you about my dream Mr Trouble?

About your fingers across me.

And mine across yours.

Like a slight

Touch you, Touch me.

As you engage me,Embrace me. And your legs are Entwined with mine. 

As you are on top of me.

And I am pinned and you lick my lips.

But as always Mister Trouble, You are there and I am here.

And I have to be happy with hearing that sexy voice in my ear.

So mister Trouble.

If you don’t mind. Whisper my name again.