Ecstasy

I have to bite my lip to keep from opening my mouth to you -
impatiently waiting for your tongue to enter.
Its now swollen and bright pink
from blood waiting to rush out through a prick to the surface.
But it should be you - swollen with color,
pushing your way past a zipper, past my lace, and my raw flesh.
Come in, and raise my body heat to boil...please.
Force my eyes shut.
They lower with dirty thoughts of you -
coming to dirty thoughts of me, on my knees.
Come closer still. There’s a layer of sweat between us.
Let me lick it off you.
I’ll leave you drier with every passing of my tongue
and me wetter with every suck of your sticky flesh.
Can’t you notice how wet my lips get at the sight of you,
My eyes lower softly, my breasts rise and fall in quickened breaths
as I fail to keep my whispered screams to myself.
begging to feel your fingers flicking over them,
and bruise their soft, delicate flesh.
Kiss them and make them better
while your fingers drown inside of me -
sliding greedily in and out,
opening me wider for the jealous rest of you.
Push into me - all at once, then re-enter out of disbelief,
and torture me with each exit.
I’ll join you there - my fingers press in,
massaging you inside of me.
I squeeze all of you tightly inside, and beg you
to release me in uncontrollable, wet pulsations of ecstasy.