I wonder

I wonder whether he knows as he takes my arm,

I want him to pull me over his lap.

I wonder whether he knows that as he caresses my face,

 I want him to lower my knickers.

I wonder whether he knows that as his hand holds mine,

I want him to hold me down.

I wonder whether he knows that when I look at his hands,

 I want to feel the heat on my bottom.

I wonder whether he knows as his hands rests on the table,

 I want him to spank me, until I beg him to stop.

But then I see him looking at me

and I know that he knows.