I lie here ready on the bed
You are swimming around in my head 
Your whispers speak deep inside
Now my soul has nowhere to hide 

Your hands trace across my skin, so wet
You say, “Be a good girl, my pet.”
I stay as still and as silent as I can be
That is exactly what you asked of me

Not to stir, whimper, or scream
And you would make tonight more than a dream
I fight the desperate urge to move; it is true 
But the way you touch me, tension grew 

The sensational spark I try so hard to fight
The one you so effortlessly ignite 
One lick, nibble, and suck
Has my soul screaming oh fuck! 

The tension rises between my legs
“Can I move, please?” I beg
I see the smile on your face
One nod, and I completely fall from grace.