Wickedness
All I want to hear is the tune of your heart
Beat you of your pulse
The rhythm of the breaths you take
As I feel your chest rise and fall..
Our lips
Quiver after every kiss in anticipation of the next
Tremble...
Pulsate...
Shake...
Our hands...
Explore each others bodies
From face and cheeks
To legs and thighs
Body temperature is on the rise
Our eyes...
I can see my reflection in yours
The lustful glares you give me
Your stare is sensually devouring me
Conquering me..
Making me weak..
Our bodies...
I'm trying to fight...
Trying not to give in to this pleasurable sin
Trying not to relinquish
To admit defeat
But this wickedness is getting the best of me.
No don't...
Bit on my lip...
Kiss my neck...
I must fight it
No don't...
Pin my arms above my head...
Whisper in my ear...
No don't...
Kiss my lips
Squeeze my hips
And leave your finger prints on my skin
I can't give in...
His touch is like kryptonite
Every stroke is like lit dynamite
I'm ready to explode
With every caress I reignite.
I surrender to this flesh..
I give in to this sin...
How this pleasurable wickedness did win.
Lady R © 2013
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