It's not my fault
I want you so hard
There is always a reason
Always a touch
Gentle and warm
Maybe in the morning
Before long days
You'll scrunch up
Tight against me
Asleep, I doubt you know
But it sets me off
I'll drift from sleep
Embracing your body
Not too sure, but
Angel, I hold
Your hip, thigh
Up and down
So, so soft
Maybe I slide
Between your thighs
My hands, fingers
Crease your lips
Murmur in your ear
Bite on your neck
Taste your night
Start to quiver
Wet, fingers trace
Heartbeats on low lips
Maybe you wake
A hand on my hip
Encouraging a ride
Or fingertips' glide
Guide me, press back
Arch, your breath catches my stride
In to a volcano, throat divide
Warped around, entwined
Guiding your hands
Turn your head, kiss so fine
Hot, checkered breathing
Interrupting, moans, low
A 'yes,' trancing eyes
Push me down, out; not dry
Suckle, circle dance of tongue
Perfect *******, mounds smooth and fine
Dark areole, ******* *****;
Nibble; mouth
My hands explore designs
Perfect muscular, beautiful lines
Tracing curves of stomach, hip and thigh
Then down your lat
Fingers, grasp
Your smell, sensual, smile
Pecks along, just inside
Smooth, soft, tasting drips
Desert, candy, rain and
Your hands press, ******
A bend of knees, hips rise
Gripping biscuits, I dine
Pressing me closer,
I encourage with murmurs
Yours, hard grind
You take my hands
Crushing nails to my palms
Tattooing ******* half moon designs
Hot juices, quicken; reach out
Reach. Grip, pull at the sheets
Swelled, throbbing clip
My tongue dances a rhyme
Again and again
Toes curls, force, pin
For leverage, twisted arms
Hands along inside thighs
Press, open you hard
Bring you with me
Surf your waves
Bring your conclusion
Once again, squirming
Liquid, bodies, meshing
You push me down
I turn, pull you over
Open wide, arching back
Teasing in, empale yourself
Deeply, feel you open within
Wet, dripping, rivers of warmth
Your muscles hard, you grip
And grind, *** and grind
Biting, fingers dig deep
Shoulders, chest, nails drag
Wrap you tightly, press you close
Your ******* so hard, grip my head
Hands wrapped in your hair
Twisted, gently, hard tip arching
Taking that deep ache
Perfect in warmth, soft
Desperate in movement
Action, low cries
You nip with a tongue
Again, you ***
Harder you press
Undeniable, deep thrusting
A millstone crushing it fine
Faster, hands slide on thighs
Locking your feet, pinning me down
Entering wide, you want it deeper
Taking my explosion inside
Inside, you hug my size
Up *******, then down
Draining, reserve, devoured in time
Folding and melting
Against me
Collapsing, molding
Aloft , floating, drifting
Our heartbeats in sync
Fingers, we relax
Bodies, we close
Together, we fall
Back to sleep
There is only One