Those Three Words

Those three little wordsYou need to hear,But I show you instead.With my breath in your ear.My lips on your lips,My skin on your skin,My taksim escort hand round your cockGuiding you beşiktaş escort in.No motion, I wait.Each exhale a moan.Needing your hip-thrust,Make me your own.I know after, I?ll fall.Collapse on your chest. Your kiss on my head,Your hand on my breast.But for now, you wait.A battle of will. I?m clenching around you,But you remain still.I know what you want. A torment, a tease. Those three little words - ?Fuck me, please.?