I want nothing more than to slide my hands across your chest
Then slither them down your waist to grab your hips
I want nothing more than to bury myself in that gap between your shoulder and your neck and to leave my mark underneath my roaming kisses
I want nothing more than to look you dead in the eye so you can see first hand the beast that my desire has become
I want nothing more than to rock back and forth with you outside, inside until our voices are mere whispers
Tired from yelling each other's name
I want nothing more than to take turns dominating each other. A power struggle makes things all the more interesting.
I want to drink the sweat off your back in victory as I was the cause for the fatigue
I want to explore and be explored alternately and simultaneously
I want you in bed
In my arms
Between my legs
Between your legs
Lips all over the place
To taste.
Be tasted.
And I want it innocent and then rough
And I want it with you.
