Naughty

I think of you and I fantasize
about your eyes, your thighs and
your lips.
Those I kiss and those that drip.
God, my mind is full of thoughts
things I shouldn't think and some I ought.
About us naked and kissing,
blissing and me holding you hard
and rough in my hands. Pulling you
close and feeling the heat
of you on me, on my body.
I feel
naughty, but oh so damn good.
I try to not go there, but be fair, don't you.
Am I not the one in your mind? The one
of a kind bastard that makes you cum,
who makes you numb
and makes you beg for more?
We fuck like animals and
we sweat like beasts and we cum.