Temptation

I know I shouldn't have you
You know I shouldn't dare
But your stare, is everything I need to make me
need you
touch you
kiss you
miss you
vex you
sex you
You make me yearn your touch
You make me yearn your lick
We sin in the darkest of dark.

Wet, warm tongues over cold, hard nipples.
Strokes that match the rhythm of my weak heart.
Goosebumps rise
Climaxes are reached.

We stop.