Her Drug

She stands at his door
At the appointed time
But she would break it off
Their meetings had to stop
She could think of nothing but him
It was madness:

His member teasing her thighs
His strong hands on her breast
His lips, his tongue
The shivering, the helplessness¡­
He is her drug
She has to quit

She knocks on the door
Emerging, he pushes her into the hall
He pulls at her clothes in frenzy
"No," she says
"It has to stop," she says
He takes no notice

His hands roam her crotch, her chest
She gives in, yet again
How could she not?

She works his pants open
"Say it," he says
"Fuck me," she says
"Louder, say it"
"I need you to fuck me!"
"That's right, that's my girl"

He takes her from behind
For all to see (should they happen by)
Him, plunging it home, mercilessly
Her, shivering in numbing ecstasy
Eruption, explosion¡­
She gets her fix

"Tomorrow," he says
"No," she says
"Yes," he says
"Tomorrow," she agrees
She needs him
He is her drug