Desire
It crushes me like the weight of the world crashing down around me. Her fingers tangle in my hair, tugging gently, keeping me where she wants me. I am happy to oblige. Her need to be taken washes over me with so much force I am pushed back. I plant my feet to keep from budging again as the surge of energy pulses through me.
Hunger
I lick at the pulse point along the side of her neck, wanting to taste her, wanting to be inside of her in every way. She utters words of affection as my hands float over her body teasing, tantalizing, titillating. Her hands slide down my stomach to the belt of my jeans. I shudder at her touch. Something I will never get used to.
Lust
Our clothes are shed. We fall onto the bed, not caring about anything but expressing our love without words. We move together flawlessly. My lover and I are one in every way that matters. As I move deeper her moans reverberate through my being. Her legs shift up as I throw them over my shoulders, plowing ahead, giving her my all. The sounds of flesh upon flesh echo throughout the room, pulling me out of my head into the here and now. This is where I want to be. This is where I need to be. In her. With her.
Feral
A surge of animalistic fervor breaks through and I spread her thighs wider, pound faster, thrust deeper, groan louder. Sparks of delicate urgency ignite the room in flames of sexual desire. She drives me to completion and the roar that leaves my mouth sounds like one that is not my own.
Boundless as the wind. Hungry for more. Seeking that which is untouchable. Clinging to her tightly.