My wants, my needs

Wrapped in your existence.

Sex, complicated? Never.

Not when it’s you,

Not when you embrace me.

Hands caressing,

Lips involved.

My apartment, clothes strewn everywhere,

Not just mine.

All work and no play,

Makes me a dull girl.

Naked bodies pressed together.

Uniting as one,

Writhing in pleasure.

Licking, nipping, nibbling.

Whatever gets the job done, right?

Thrusting up, then moving down.

Moaning, groaning, gasping.

Pleasure building and mounting,

Toes curl on the girl.

The dam of anticipation breaks,

And they both fall down.

No cuddling as he gets up to leave.

Sex, complicated? Never.

Not for friends with benefits.