An invitation
And we meet
I part your legs
And slide in toward your body
You resist
And I try harder
and you yield
But only slightly
I'm trying to press myself against your chest
And wrap my arms around you
it's where I want to be
The second best position
I'm not sure what I'll do with you once I succeed
I'll wait for you to make the next move
I want to restrict your movements
You allow me in
But not without a struggle first
I have to earn it
I'm excited
Our bodies are hot
My thighs are wrapped around your waist
My breast is pressed against your chest
One arm is wrapped around you, under your shoulder
My other arm is wrapped around your neck
Your nape is wet with sweat
The sweat from your cheek has transferred to my cheek
I'm breathing heavily on your neck
Full mount
I'm resting
For a moment
To catch my breath
I'm fighting for dominance
I'll try to get it
and keep it
A struggle
A thrust
A roll
Our belts are beside us
I don't remember them coming undone
Or falling off
Your bare chest
Exposed to me
Hot
Wet
A mass of matted hair
You give me no choice
But to take what I want
And I find my hands pressed into your chest
To resist you
Before pulling myself into you once again
Holding you
Three minutes of ecstasy