Bitter Attraction

Two inches away,
Raw passion,
Heat.
The slight gleam,
Of your presence,
Draws me,
Makes me weak,
Lustful.

For we are barely,
Mistakenly,
Touching.
Yet I feel,
That's what we want.
I drain your ecstasy,
And it rises within me.
I want you.

I know you need me.
For the only thing,
Restraining our frail,
Fragile walls is the fact,
That you are not mine...
Makes you mine even more.
For I can already feel your member,

Hot,
Tightly inside of me.
I already enjoy,
The both of us enjoying,
The sweet sound,
Of my moans....
I know I love,
Screaming your name.

I need you to love me,
Like you need me to expel your seed.