Love Or Lust

I want to make love to you sooooooooo bad.

Just the thought of it got me at work pushing it down trying to control myself

I don't know if it's love or lust or some combination of both

But the thought of it has me fantasizing and trying to control my growth

The thought of meeting up with you somewhere in another state like Vegas and getting you back to the hotel

Kissing you endlessly as we both become excited, me as a rock and you, as wet as a well

My head engulfed inside your thighs makes you grab the covers for dear life

And then you push my head deeper and there's no way you're an atheist after all the times you called for Jesus Christ

You pull me up and say it's time for you to return the favor

Your head goes underneath the cover as you tell me I'm your favorite flavor

My hands gripping the back of your head as you please me

And then I almost get to my highest point of please and you cease

You come up and im staring into your eyes as i thrust into you, soft bites into your flesh

Underneath the covers or wherever we choose to make a mess

You riding me until you reach your first climax, yeah your first one

Loud moans, bed screeching as you anticipate the next position

You, face down as I get you from behind

Licking your earlobes because moaned whenever I did it, every time

Face to face, the way we began

You say I'm hitting your spot so I hit it again

We begin to climax and on your face I can see the joy

As you do it you make the most beautiful noise

I don't know if it's love or lust or some combination of both

But whatever it was, it made this great occasion something to boast.