Kn x Q 2b

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Kn x Q 2b
Bitter sweet, her bitten lip
Blood drawn from the Cupid tip
Breathing hard, she’s held too tight
Crushing mouths in passioned fight
His hands grip hair and nape and chest
Their bodies grind in desperate test
Sucking air and clashing teeth
Nostrils flared and deep beneath
A beating heart thumps from the breast
Aroused, engorged, a need caressed
Desire burns as will is broken
To hesitate is just a token
Resistance slips and left unguarded
The zip released, the skirt discarded
An aching need to feel his touch
In places where she wants so much
His hand is placed on cotton veil
The lips beneath, a soaking trail
Where fingers press to fit the groove
Rotating pressure starts the move
Her hips respond, rotating back
The dance begins, a bold attack
Warm hand is brought to flesh inside
The fingers splay but two will slide
With liquid sounds from liquid fire
The scent of sex, his one desire
Hard and fast the rhythm beats
In fingered heaven, on fast repeat
Stifled moans escape the kiss
As centred on orgasmic bliss
The blood inside her head explodes
And lights like stars or neon strobes
Shoot forth in waves of pelvic spasm
A delicious bomb, intense orgasm
On buckled legs she barely stands
His kiss, now light, he holds her hand
A virgin still, yet in her head
Knight takes Queen, to the waiting bed..