Taking my soul

Not seeing his face, his lips on mine.
Kisses, that just takes away your breath.
A soft musky cent, as I inhale all of him.
His hands on my body, clawing at my shirt,
Still, his lips on mine, sucking down my soul. 

His hands again, on my ass.
Beating me into submission,
To give him access.
Wanting to feel me around him.
Glorious, the feeling of his skin next to mine.
Still, his lips on mine, sucking down my soul. 

Riding the waves of ecstasy,
Climbing together, to the point of no return.
Faster,
and faster still.
I can feel it building, about to burst.
Spent.
Still, his lips on mine, sucking down my soul. 

He is leaving now,
Having to tend to his family.
“Don’t be pissed off with me babe,
How much for the room?”
His lips on mine, for the last time, taking my soul….