You Fucking Me Makes Me Bilingual

The only aphrodisiac I need is your voice

Hearing you speak my name

Beckoning me to answer

Telling me you want me

So I tell you that you're the answer to every question I've ever had about love

Without words I use my tongue to tell the tale of us

Tracing your shadowscape

Kneeling before you my eyes feast upon your masculinity and

All its divinity and I praise you

Because all of that is for me

I begin to indulge myself of your delicacies

Digesting semi-sweet dark chocolate decadence as it melts

Dripping down my chin

Your taste is something Godiva couldn't re-create

Needing every atom of your anatomy

Necessity is placed upon me knowing you are the source of my serendipity

Dipping in and out of me stroking more than my consciesness

Subconsciously I find myself rewinding our love scenes

In my daydreams

Seeing that face you make when you're making me cum

And it makes me want you right there and then

Thinking of you in inappropriate places I get

Tingling sensations in private locations where I wish to be caught between a rock and your hard place

As wetness develops my legs begin to open and my spot turns to a backdraft and all I want you to do is extinguish it

You know my body like the back of your hands

And touch me and send me into ecstacy

My thighs quiver in anticipation of deep penetration which gets me high

Body rising

Sweating

Panting

Make-up melting

Pulling my hair and

Scratching my back

I get a temporary case of tourettes because all I can say are four letter words in a four octave-range screaming your name

You fucking me makes me bilingual

You fucking me makes me bilingual

You fucking me makes me bilingual

You fucking me makes me bilingual

You fucking me makes me bilingual

I see your tongue pink between your lips and I want it between mine

And I struggle

As you lick torturing me

I try to get away but

Not really

Running out of room begging for more up against the wall that has been scuffed by my stilletos

Again

You pry apart my thighs and tell me to be still

And I willingly submit to you because I love the way you dominate me

Demanding that I cum for you so I do as I'm told

You've molded me so I'm good to no-one else but you

You've conquered this once orgasmicless world and multiplied it

Again and

Again

My face radiates with after-glow

My pillow scented by you

A fragrance which haunts me

My room smells of the best sex

I

Covered in body prints and finger prints and you above me

Your name written indelibly upon my body in your genetic history

You fucking me makes me bilingual

You fucking me makes me bilingual

You fucking me makes me bilingual

You fucking me makes me bilingual