Those three little words
You need to hear,
But I show you instead.
With my breath in your ear.
My lips on your lips,
My skin on your skin,
My hand round your cock
Guiding you in.
No motion, I wait.
Each exhale a moan.
Needing your hip-thrust,
Make me your own.
I know after, I’ll fall.
Collapse on your chest.
Your kiss on my head,
Your hand on my breast.
But for now, you wait.
A battle of will.
I’m clenching around you,
But you remain still.
I know what you want.
A torment, a tease.
Those three little words –
“Fuck me, please.”
