The surprise is
I was not surprised
when you stepped
into my path.
Visions of hot, striving bodies
flashed through my mind.
Your mouth owning open and willing lips.
Your fingers twined with mine.
Your erect length
pinning me to crisp white sheets.
My entire being enthralled,
captured,
at the mercy of your body
Every moment perfect.
Every breath shared between us.
Every inch of my body used
by your hard and wicked need.
Your eyes,
the color of the deepest forest,
barely met mine as you passed.
That part was a surprise.
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