Picking a spot for, for the tryst,
Would I survive without a single kiss?
Like a fresh orange, I already feel sticky sweet,
It gets more prevalent when our eyes meet.

I hear you lusciously in my ear, ‘I will take good care of you, 
Tell me exactly what you want me to do.’
My mind becomes a blur with the breadth of your skill,
Day by day, month by month I have succumbed to your will.

‘I have many ways to show you how good you can feel,’
My mind is still catching up to this is real.
You are a secret wrapped in sin,
My all screaming to kneel and give in.

You do not fail my expectations,
As you treasure my body with delicious deviant deliberation.
I feel like without you, I’ve forgotten how to breathe, 
'Listen to those beautiful sounds you make just for me.' 

The perilous pleasure you mount and mount,
Our satisfaction is paramount.
You hold my orgasm like a loaded gun,
Now I’m burning like the sun.

My world tilts on its axis in your arms, and you’re the only one who will know,
I whisper your name like it’s my very own shadow.
My heart beating hard within, I feel it will break through,
Our bodies lost in their relentless, rapturous rendezvous.