In His Zone

The night the morning rise,

You'll still be between my thighs,

Don't ever tell me what I can't have,

You'll give it up with a dash of my kisses,

I love that fantasy feels about him touching me,

The spots where he kisses me burns,

The pressure I feel on my body when I crave all of him,

Heavenly Father this is to much I can't deal,

I'm all bubbly on the inside,

His game talk is enticing,

Triggering my flower to drip honey and bust into blossoming

Control myself before him,

Let him control my nastiness below him,

I can beg for him to spare me mercy,

But my lips keep smashing into his,

I knew this good gyal wasn't going to last very long for me,

His seduction makes me quake,

But under the sheets I'll make him break.