His fingertips brush the heat on my cheeks
His knowing smile- my lip between my teeth
Those darkened eyes that bore into me
I shiver at his touch, craving release
His fingers travel along my skin
So close to that which needs attention
But he toys with me, with that evil grin
His fingers straying anywhere but within
I’m not a fool- I know what he seeks
This game he plays to force me weak
Making me shake and whimper and weep
So desperate for that oh so sweet release
And I know the moment when he wins
The moment he plunges his fingers in
How I cry out and the convulses begin
Claiming me completely his