Those feelings tend to show
And somehow before you know
There are shirts on the floor
And a lock on the door

Those hands run down your leg
Forcing you to turn and beg
Lips meet in a passionate moment
Sharp breathing and knees bent

A sudden gasp and sigh
As a hand rests on his thigh
Fingertips find familiar curves
Minds race through the hot nerves

Feeling him push next to you
Every thought of what you'll do
Everything becomes so close
He's what you want most

And then one final kiss
Now we crave,
that touch you'll miss