Living on the Edge

I love the way your fingers fondle me
brings out the woman I was meant to be

sultry looks you give set me on fire
love how my body fills with desire

thoughts of what we are about to do
make me flush as though this was all new

touch my mouth; put your fingers inside
too late baby, there's no place to hide

I see your excitement; it saturates my mind
God, please not now; don't make me go blind

salt on your fingers tastes better than food
go lower baby, I've got need in my mood

traveling caresses tease pink rigid tips
I need more honey; give me your lips

suckle me sweetheart; pull me into your mouth
you're driving me crazy; go lower due south

hand on my belly feels rough, makes me quiver
that's right honey; go ahead, make me shiver

standing bold at attention what do I see
one beautiful eye, peering right back at me

my tongue darting out, want to taste me some dew
"hold up there girly, I'm not finished with you"

"your heated fragrance is making me crazy"
he lowers his mouth; my mind becomes hazy

cascading fireworks color the sky
have mercy on me; it's my time to fly

in one driving instant, we become one
so deeply stroking, before we are done