The String of Pearls

Her long slender neck was wrapped
In a string of creamy white pearls
She entwined her fingers playfully in them
Laughing gleefully at his reactions
Lifting them slowly to her mouth
She rubbed the coolness on her lips
Her eyes widened as she looked poised to ask a question
Her lips parted, her tongue sweeping across wetting them
But no words spoken
Her eyes fixated on him as she removed the string
Carefully draping it across his chest
The coolness made him gasp
He reluctantly closed his eyes
Savouring the moment in darkness
As the pearls were dragged over his body
Meticulously, thoroughly
Her warm breath on his face
Her scent intoxicating, he slept.