Poet’s note: I forgot about this one! A bit on the explicit side, especially towards the end. LOL

You reach for me.
My skin trembles at the prospect.
You run the palm of your hands
down my thighs and back,
reaching for the place of my desire.
You stand close to me,
your body heat warming mine.
You are hard against me,
I can feel the shape pressing against me.
I open myself and take you in,
feeling you delve deep into my core.
Shit, baby you hurt so good.
Harder and harder you pound
until the screams are too hard to keep quiet
and I cum.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017