My chest heaving,
Tables had turned
Me bouncing off his dick
My moans turning to mewls
As I went faster
Those fingers digging into my waist
Sending electricity through me
Ah fuck!
My waist teasing him
Whining on him;
Going in circles like a hula hoop
His fingers touching me,
Trailing softly against me,
Holding strange meanings
Unlocking strange feelings
Goosebumps
Nipples taut,
My breathing was coming short;
Closer to an orgasm
We were beautiful,
Make a space in an erotic magazine
My hips swirling to meet his thrusts
And thrust for thrust
My fingers around his neck
His card was below my deck,
I was in charge
My tongue whispering dirt into his ears
Tickling his senses
Shooting through him like spears
And biting on his lobes
And my clit throbs
At the constant flicking of his fingers
Random sex
Wild animalistic sex
Growling into each other’s ears
Burning each other’s fears
We were one
His hands, brushing the delicateness
My whimpers exciting him
And I will be the death of him
So will he be mine.
In his bed
Scratch that! In our bed
Where the Wild Sex lives
