I feel the beat. It moves to your voice. Pounds against my will. Your hand touches my skin, time becomes infinitive. My eyes fall sleepy closing their lids. Allowing you touch to travel through my body. A soft moan escapes my lips. I reach for the hand that has so much power over my puzzled spirit. I nudge at your hand, wanting to force it from me. But the pleasure I feel over takes my efforts. Your hand moves cuffing my neck, pulling me into you. Our lips meet. My body becomes bridle as your tongue strokes my lips. Leaving them moist with your aspiration. My heart pounds, I feel the desire as it raptures through my veins. I reach for you holding your head in my hands. I begin to devour your hunger for me. My deduction of your control fading as my ravenousness empowers me, begging you to be my master.
You feel my defeat, a mechanical energy surges to your brain. You feel the power. You grab my hands. Cuffing them with yours. I try to fight. I cannot I am weaken by your strength. This thrills you, this gives you direction. I feel the lust swallow my resistance. I am pulled in by your intensity to have me. I collapse my restraint leaving my body weakens. Craving the intense love I feel vibrate from your torso as your body lies on top of me. My legs separate, welcoming the desire you offer me. We are now one, all the anticipating with the kiss now accomplished. A soft sigh of relief escapes my lips as you move gently against your victory.
Written By Metessa
Feb. 25. 2010