Climax

You're moving slowly, slowly
On top of me. Your cock
In and out of my body, completing me.
I moan beneath you. I can feel
Everything. Your skin under my hands,
Your breath in my ears, and your cock
Hard inside me. I don't care
About anything else. There's only this
And only us, and the shifting rustle
Of the sheets as you move faster.
Faster, a friction starts between us,
It makes me cry and hold you tighter.
I urge you on, my voice is lost
But would only babble nonsense anyway.
I feel you tense, your mouth opens, your eyes
Close in pleasure as you push deep inside me
One last time, before coming with your own groans.