Making love, while you are at it

I love how hard you are, 

There’s something oddly overwhelming when a man as strong as you touches me with butter fingers.

Your tight tight glutes when you thrust into me,

When you unashamedly moan into my hair when you find your pleasure.

 

When you don’t shy away from looking me in the eyes,

As I twitch and sing to what you are doing to me.

When you aren’t afraid to tell me what you want me to do,

When you are my safe place to tell you what I need from you..

 

At all those moments,

I revel in you being my man.

Everytime you lead my hands to you,

When you ask for more,

And when you ask me “what do you want me to do”,

I revel in you being my man.

 

I revel in you being my man.

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