I want you in the chair for me,
Eyes locked close, body free.
Holding it in, then letting it flow,
Giving me something no one will know.
Whisper soft that it’s just for me,
A secret you’ve saved, a gift I can see.
Salty and warm, a steady stream,
Into my mouth, into the dream.
Feel how good it is to let go,
To pour yourself out, soft and slow.
No walls between us, no disguise,
Only truth shared between your thighs.
I’ll lick you clean when you’re done,
Tongue tracing where your rain has run.
Watching you tremble, hearing you sigh,
Knowing you gave me the deepest why.
Then I’ll pull you onto my lap,
Hard inside you, no holding back.
Feel your body tighten and cry,
Coming around me as I press and slide.
Your taste still fresh on my lips,
Your heat wrapped tight around my hips.
No one else gets this, no one else can,
This is our bond, our craving, our plan.
So think of this when you close your eyes,
The release, the pleasure, the quiet sighs.
Let the wanting build inside your skin,
And know I’ll be ready to take you in.
