Pleasure Points

With lids lain shut,

I lie immobile.

Held down by your lovely gravity

I endure your torture,

As you coax me into pleasures of new height.

Ten calloused tips

Roam over my skin,

Leaving me unprepared for a

Sweet love bite,

That lands between my

Ear and neck.

With skin left wet,

I lay with lids shut

As you prowl in search for more

Of my pleasure points..♥