Don't Be My Lover

I don't want to be tender with you tonight.
I am angry, and I will release my rage on you.
The kisses will not be sweet.
They will be hard, deep, relentless.
You will gasp for air.
I will bite your lip, your neck, your shoulder.
I have a taste for blood and I'm seeing red.
Your excitement is from fear and lust.
And you are dripping from desire.
Your hands will be tied to the headboard.
I will slam and thrust until you beg me to let you cum.
But you won't be freed until I've had my fill.
Mmmmm
Good Girl!