Slowly I feel your body melt closer to mine
and I let you,
I encourage you, rubbing your back
and nuzzling my face into your neck
as you move closer and closer still.
You get braver and wrap your arms around me,
breathing growing deeper as your heart
pounds inside your chest.
I lure you closer and kiss the bottom of your neck,
letting you know that it's okay.
A grumble escapes your throat as you hold me tightly,
pressing my little body against yours.
I rub your back and feel you intensify,
your hands grow bolder and hungrier,
running along my back and holding me tight.
I slowly kiss your lips and become even more excited
when you kiss back roughly,
smashing my lips into yours and growling,
a primitive, impatient sound.
I am surprised by your control,
you hold back the urge to tear off my clothes
and only continue to kiss me
even though I urge you on.
I find your sweet spots and my heart stutters
each time my fingers cause you to twitch
and convulse slightly,
your heavy body moving on top of me
as you kiss me passionately.
But I can still feel you holding back,
reining yourself in.
I lift my head and whisper into your ear
that it's okay, let go
but you tell me you're afraid you'll hurt me.