Want. Take. Have.

 
My body aches and arches
toward you
mind empty
save for the singular
animal need
to have you fill me
to have you thrust into me
to drain you
of everything you have to offer
and to demand more.
You lay knocked prone
nervous fear
lighting your eyes
lending a manic glint,
your hand pressing
pushing against me
in denial
of what my
predatory gaze
tells you is happening.
I ignore the pressure
and your stuttered words
of resistance,
mind focused entirely
on my fingers
working to unclothe me.
My naked form
now leans heavily
against you,
your struggles redoubling
as my hands raise,
shoving your shirt
over your head,
pinning your arms.
Your pants undone,
I pull you
from their constraints,
positioning myself
to take you,
my readiness
dripping down to you
soaking your head
and running downwards
to form a pool
of my desire
as tears start to pool
in your pleading eyes.
You start to beg;
not like this,
wait, stop,
plea-
my hand clamps tightly
over your
pouting lips
kissing the back,
then plunging
you into me.
I moan heartily
and you release a muffled cry
your eyes
widening in disbelief
and betrayal
as my hips
start their grinding motion
to bring me the satisfaction
of your flesh.