Astride your back feeling the meat of you

Your heat absorbed by my naked blushing centre

Open hands sweeping the drained muscle beneath

Fingers playing tendons like keys on an old piano

 

A growl, a moan, a groan that rumbles through my core

A pressure point that you beg I explore

Heels of my palms pushing relief, pressing warmth

A flex of desire pinched between finger and thumb

Pleasure taken in a smeared embrace