Her Pleasure

Burnin' heat's passion, I pull her close.
Two hearts deep with passion, she hungers for my dose.
I make her face me; I know what my lady likes.
I hear her plea as I slide my hand up and down her side.
Her soft, tender lips meet mine.
Her pleasure, I provide.
Burning with desire, I undress her as I dine.
Tasting the sweetness of her, sending tingles down her spine.
Her hands roam my body as my lips roam her.
Her gentle touch builds the want in me.
My naughty lips travel her body as she sets it free.
I slowly trace the shape of her breasts, down to her flower;
teasing her, making her want more, hearing her louder pleas.
Loving her, enjoying her flower's sweet nectar.
My darling wet with desire, I penetrate.
Her moans increase as I thrust deeper into her gate.
Sweating rhythmically as one, as I go faster and faster... and faster.
Feeling her grip, she screams my name as my love goes deeper and deeper.
Her pleasures fulfilled, we cuddle under the covers and in each
other's arms, we gently fall asleep.
~Brian Blackwell

Copyright © 2011 Brian Blackwell