It was a moment
she longed for
Her hair down
coating him
Normally
she looked in his eyes
But he was
lost in passion too
Slowly moving
writhing in harmony
Their passions built and built
She held his hand pinning him
Her alpha side to the fore
He whispered
“Blow on my flesh
kiss me
swallow me
with your lipstick coated lips
Breathe in my taste
Feel me grasp at your touch
take it in
let it out
baby
just wheeze on me
Feel my sin
drip sensually
Your aching
thought of impure
lustful intention
makes me throb
under your breeze.”
