It started with kisses
strokes, brushes of your skin
igniting my fire
awakening my spirit.
Your hands moved my body
malleable as ever under your touch
and begging for your pent up passion.
You get me sighing, "oh ****"
as your lips make their way
down my thin neck
across my sharp collar bones
down my supple chest.
Everything moves so fast
my heart is racing
you're twisting me and
pleasing me, until I'm begging.
Perched on your hips
you look me up and down
with wonder, your gaze
darting from my eyes to my lips.
You're moving with me
until I can't stand it anymore
I give into the release
flooding your body with my
hot, sticky sweet.
"Wow, I really like that." All you can say
between stunned gasps. I giggle-
splashing and rubbing around
loving the look I've put on your face.
You're back inside me
slamming my body down
mercilessly, until my little whimpers
grow louder and I'm gushing
hot liquid all over you again.
"I really ******* like that." You tell me
and I'm trying to catch my breath.
I give you that look again
working my hips
sliding around-
our bodies connected
a rush that feels stronger than *******.
You're right on the edge-
forgetting the strength in your hands
together we're magnetic.
You push me off of you
but I haven't finished you yet-
I slide down your thighs
swallowing your passion
down my throat, full of love.
We stare in awe
of what just happened
two bodies interconnected
your eyes give you away
and I see you're amazed.
You look at me with adoration
and I'll promise you my dedication
as long as we always have determination
for each other's satisfaction.
Just ... banged ... out this poem. Pure ****** frustration.