Seat me in this chair, and bind my wrists
And ankles to the wood, and leave me there
Immobile and helpless, at your mercy
As you dance in crimson lingerie
Coiling, writhing, grinding in my lap
Tasting of my mouth, and grinning sly
Hands tangled gently in my hair
Your body teasing mine, I gasp and squirm
Your hands travel slowly down my chest
Tracing my abs with eager fingernails
Playing at my belt, always smiling
A mewl of hunger sighs from eager lips
Belt loosens, lust stiffens, and hands wander
Freeing my hard pleasure, finally
Caressing gently, coaxing me to life
Your perfect curves slither slowly down
You look so beautiful there, on your knees
Your fingers dancing up and down my bliss
Examining my hardness carefully
A silent look of awe lights up your face
Your open mouth so close to me, so close
Finally my resolve begins to crack
My eyes close, absorbed in euphoria
The thinnest whispered "please" escapes my lips
You laugh a little, but never stop stroking
Our eyes lock like magnets, hard, intense
Your mouth grows nearer, tongue wetting your lips
Finally, the glistening tip disappears
Devouring me whole, not holding back
My passion, stiff and throbbing, urging you
Your moans of pleasure drive me to the edge
Your enthusiasm kicks into gear
Panties tossed aside, you stand over me
Straddling my legs, lowering slowly down
Taking me, inch by delicious inch
Your moans and gasps my favorite poetry
Grinding on my hips, you near your peak
Fingernails dig trenches in my flesh
My breath is heavy, ragged -- almost there
You beg me to release, to let it go
And finally, when I can wait no more
Passion boils, eruption imminent
My whole body stiffens, muscles taut
Teeth clenched, wrists strain against the rope
My roar of ecstasy is deafening
Filling you with instant carnal heat
Seemingly endless, I thrash and buck
Until we both collapse under the weight
Of the most exquisite afterglow
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- © Jackson Cambridge, 2015.
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