If I were to touch you,
would you tell me to stop?
If I were to press my lips into yours,
would you shut-up and give-in to me?
If I were to run my tongue up your throat,
would you shiver in lustful anticipation?
If I were to run my fingertips up your body,
would you guide my hands over yourself?
And if I were then to nibble on your nipples,
would you reciprocate by sucking hard?
If any of these things I did to you,
would you ever tell me to stop?
If you were to do what you will to me,
would you promise to make it last forever?
And from those promising lips,
would you breathe your lilac heat into me?
That is, as we kiss and mold bodies?
In the act of our hot, sweaty sex?
Rolling around these damp sheets,
as we embrace and bodies slide?
If you ever touch me, my secret crush,
I would never tell you to stop!
Eyes and lips mirrored, our breaths shared,
as I’m deep in you, pussy-pounding you!
Then if I were to turn you over,
would you stop me ass-pounding you?
Whenever, if ever, would you deny me?
Never-ever, never-ending, I’ll never deny you!
Oh no I would not stop. Jeez this is such a passionate write. I’m feeling thirsty …
Passionately penned, Daniel. Like the back and forth between a statement, then a question. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian