Passionate Sex

In a moment of passion, our desires collide,
My body trembles as you come inside.
A tingling sensation deep within me,
Lost in the pleasure, so hard to see.

Pushed against the door, your tie undone,
Buttons fly off as I make my run.
I kneel before you, a mess of desire,
Your surprised expression, fueling the fire.

Unzipping your jeans, I find you there,
Naked and ready, a sight so rare.
The thought of your day, confined in denim,
Drives me wild, my need becoming venom.

The scent of your skin, so sweet and musky,
I breathe it in, my mouth growing husky.
Your fingers entwined in my tangled hair,
A signal for me, to show you I care.

I take you in my mouth, relishing the taste,
Your hardness, the proof of desire we chase.
You pull me off, our eyes meet once more,
A flicker of sadness, a longing ignored.

But we focus on now, the pleasure we share,
Your gaze twisted with longing and a cruel stare.
With a plea on my lips, you thrust in deep,
Choking me as I struggle to keep.

I release your thigh, fingers diving in,
My wetness consuming me, a pleasure within.
The sounds of whimpering and wet desire,
Take me to a place where pleasure is higher.

In a moment of bliss, we become one,
Lust and hunger intertwined, we're undone.
The energy between us, powerful and wild,
As we spiral towards orgasm, like a child.

Our bodies fragment, souls intertwine,
In a plane beyond, we leave ourselves behind.
But we come crashing back, to reality's call,
Drinking your essence, as sweat begins to fall.

We sit together, our connection so strong,
A hopeful smile, that things won't go wrong.
In that moment, we know we've connected,
And maybe, just maybe, it'll be respected.