Those three little words

You need to hear,

But I show you instead.

With my breath in your ear.

My lips on your lips,

My skin on your skin,

My hand round your cock

Guiding you in.

No motion, I wait.

Each exhale a moan.

Needing your hip-thrust,

Make me your own.

I know after, I’ll fall.

Collapse on your chest.

Your kiss on my head,

Your hand on my breast.

But for now, you wait.

A battle of will.

I’m clenching around you,

But you remain still.

I know what you want.

A torment, a tease.

Those three little words -

“Fuck me, please.”