I am a helpless moth lured to your passion's flame.

Sexy, dangerous man, you invade my thoughts and make me purr,
My hungry eyes undress you, I am a captive to your hypnotic lure.
Your dark eyes can read my mind,
Though I try to hide my impure thoughts, they are easy for you to find.
Craving you, makes my nipples react, they become rock hard peaks,
They jut for your approval,it's your attention they seek.
You watch my mounting desire for you grow,
You know that you inspire my nectar to pool and overflow.
Wicked Man! you smirk as I become undone,
You know that I am your willing slave, the battle of wills, you have won.
Your hands roughly cup my breasts,
I gasp, then sigh, for I know I am yours to possess.
You whisper," I will render what you wantonly ask for", against my lips,
Your tongue, erect and bold, into my mouth dips.
I whimper and melt into your body, begging for more,
You create passion ripples and orgasmic feelings I adore.
You rip my panties away and replace them with your hand,
You coax and tease velvet flesh, making it heed your commands.
Each touch causes a frenzied reaction, I become a quivering mass,
You command each responce, taking my body to task.
When I fear death and can endure no more,
You push me to the ground and take me on the floor!