I had grown tired,
my mind exhausted,
so I threw him my body, just so he would have a bone.
I laid there silently just to hear him moan.
I needed something real to come out of his mouth, I needed it pure so I couldn't allow him to think.
So I pulled my wild card,
temptation,  just to be close to him again,
Just to feel his body inviting mines in.
The best , him breathing down my kneck, hair pulled, i felt like his woman, important.
I wanted him so bad, the desire too real that im glad i had.
He pushed his way in,
Slow, the only feeling he gave that i can never unknow.
He was my prize, my pride,
It was like taking back whats mine.
the hide, even better than the find