These gestures overwhelming every inch of my system.
Every place that delights me, you never seem to miss them.
Each movement of your fingers that is gentle and swift.
My body, spasmodic, when your fingers lightly shift.
A shockwave of gratification shivers through my bones.
I can no longer struggle or repress these stifled moans.
And just at the moment where I begin to soar,
You stop every movement and my heart sinks to the floor.
Feeling kind of desperate I caress your love maker.
Ignoring my pleas, you act like a heartbreaker.
Then, you lower your head and give me subtle licks.
My hips simply spring as you continue your tricks.
Satisfied hums release from my throat.
Electrifying passion covers me like a coat.
You halt once again, when I'm about to wail.
You stop for a moment to get ready to impale me.
Waiting as my legs dangle off the bad.
You put my thighs on your chest, my feet close to your head.
Bucking my pelvis slightly for deep penetration.
My body trembling, not ready for infiltration.
You refer to this position as the butterfly.
I can feel the passion flutter as I let out a cry.
After each sensation that bursts like lightning.
Your cries sound like thunder, the pleasure is heightening.
I'm trying to gain control, but theres no use fighting.
You're fondling my body, nibbling and biting.
You're reciting every moment as I begin to melt.
Screaming out your name, these things I've never felt.
one thunderous scream and then I finally come.
Relaxation trickles and my body becomes numb.
Thunder is the noise that resounds in my mind,
echoing until the darkness makes me blind.