Picturing her riding
As she is straddled there
On top of him, eagerly,
Grinding with greed
Against him with need
Pleasing herself
With his thickness
Between her thighs
Pleasuring himself
The satisfaction in her eyes

Imagining her naked
as she stood there.
In front of me, humbly,
begging to be pleased,
physically and mentally.
It pleasured me.

So far we have traveled, well missed is your touch, on my flesh. The warmth of your fingertips, lite in touch, brings warmth and such. Igniting my core as the flames roar, my hungry, lust for more.

to conquer her
is to get her to erupt
without thought
her heart
cant get enough
of your part

I felt her heat
from across the room
her eyes were a temperature
that intrigued my curiosity
until they consumed me