You've done it so well.
My fingers burning into your skin, my hands gripping your arms as you slide down your tongue in and out of my mouth, round and round, turning me into a whirlpool of my own waters.
You've clasped off my bra, having done it so many times before, but I didn't mind that.
Because at that moment: all I wanted was you
taking me
down
to
the
ground.
