I want to feel your chest,
feel your skin next to mine.
Heat upon heat, burning up the sheets.
Friction drives the flames
of passion.
The beds on fire!
Should we stop or keep going?
Pumping faster, grinding,
breath heavy,
We're just fanning the flames of desire.
Flames, and smoke, and sounds
of ******* engulf the room.
We won't make it out alive.
The screams, moans and grunting overshadow
the crackling of the flames.
Higher and higher our ****** soars,
sweat dripping from every pore.
The heat so intense as we come to a brief halt..
**** it's hot!
Baby, please don't stop.