Possessed (sensual poetry)

There is no patience between us, just need, pulling at us with every touch.
You lift me, pin me, press me open.
You demand and I surrender.

Fingers stroke, press, plunge.
I am soaked, wrecked, yours.
Back arching, legs wrapping tight, hips rolling, chasing that unbearable fire.

You push inside, stretch me wide.
One thrust, hard, deep, perfect.
My need seeps into your skin,
my breath breaks into a moan
as you claim me, drag me under.

No softness, no pause, no holding back.
The rhythm of bodies chasing their release,
your breath hot against my ear, setting me ablaze.

My body shakes, my soul shatters,
waves crashing, pleasure tearing me apart,
until I am nothing but echoes in your arms.

But you don’t stop.
You grip my hips, pull me back in.
I beg for mercy that I don’t want.
Make me yours. Again and again and again.