He’s drenched in sweat and he’s teasing me. His body radiates an uncomfortable heat That melts our skin together seamlessly. Our eyes slowly meet.
He kisses my neck and behind my ear. And his breathing becomes heavy With the sweet scent of beer That lingers and brings me to ecstasy. He tightens his grip on my waist And I can feel his pulsing vein. It throbs violently and in haste, Yet deafened by the sound of rain.
With my fingers tracing his face And my tongue swimming in his mouth, I’m in my happy place On this broken couch.