Just a Bite

Little red drop dripping down, down your skin,
So warm, so fresh, it gliding down your flesh,
Escaping his lips, his teeth piercing like a pin,
So sharp, so profane, as they tear into your vein,
His tongue against your neck, lapping up your spill,
So hot, so slick, his tongue continues to flick,
With a tear goes your shirt, the rush pure thrill,
So bare, so pale, as the red marble continues it's trail,
Across your naked chest, crimson tear still slides,
So sensual, so erotic, the scene is simply hypnotic,
Your pants coming off, your legs he slowly divides,
So shaky, so weak, your breath becomes so meek,
As drip of blood travels, between your legs it rests,
So soft, so gentle, his kisses traveling incremental,
They follow the red line, his lips all over your breasts,
So slow, so good, as his mouth now reaches your hood,
The path now gone, only remains the escaped crimson drop,
So long, so wide, spreading you open so nothing can hide,
His tongue explores, the feeling making time come to a stop,
So deep, so thick, his tongue claims his prize with a lick,
Every drop now his he retreats, leaving you to your lust,
So robust, so unjust, he leaves you feeling you'll combust.