It was vengeful, pleading.
In that moment I needed all of you wrapped up in me.
I would kiss every curve and every fault and I would mend anything inside of you that was broken.
You traced your fingers along my spine like it were made of glass. You were delicate until you grabbed onto me and held me.
That was when I felt how much you needed this moment to stay with you, to bring back all we had lost.
Bodies wrapped, gripping fingers, sharp breaths, loud moans.
It was a symphony of sexuality, a monatge of lust begging to burst forward.
Then I was begging you.
You had brought the most beautiful demons out of me and I couldn't contain them. I was begging. I wanted forever in this short time and that's exactly what you gave me.
I let the sheets slide off my skin and relentless goosebumps appeared.
You kissed them softly only creating more.
The darkest part of night had shed and morning had become awake once more.
And in the early hours I'll never forget what a wonderful sinner you made out of me.