Battlefield

Fighting the resistance,
between the cold sheets,
our eyes met briefly, begging for more
our clothes finding their resting
places on the floor,
Our lips meeting, suffocating us dry,
cramping from the hunger,
which they are deprived.

Biting my lip, i reach in.
Our two naked hips,
rubbing against one another,
the sexual tension begins to arise.
Cradling me between your thighs,
a gasp broke our kiss,
as he broke the tension between us.


Thrusting back and forth,
the rhythm never broke.
my hands slowly finds his hair,
keeping a tight grip,
As it gets easier,
he gets faster.
Growling my name,
for this moment, we are one in the same
My hands make their way down his back,
leaving red lines in their path.


Feeling his breath on my neck,
as he slowly bites down
sends warm chills down my back,
Working his way down,
his tongue makes me urge him faster.
Pushing his head, speeding the process,
reaching the destination of pure pleasure.

Our cries of mercy,
echo in the battlefield,
we collapse onto the bed in ecstasy.
hoping and praying,
we seek each others gifts again.