Your desire

I walked in,
Knowing you were there.

Knowing I would,
See you standing in front of me,
Hips swaying provocatively.

Knowing your eyes would,
Lock onto mine,
With fierce determination.

Understanding perfectly,
That you intended,
To visually incite me,
Demand that I,
Take  you,
Use you,
There,
Then.

I knew your look,
(I had seen it before)
Would plead with me to,
Turn you around,
Yank your pants down to your knees,
Keeping your legs pinned together,
Caress your panties down,
Just,
Barely,
Enough.

You yearned for me to,
Bend you over,
Expose you,
Twist one hand in your hair,
Use the other hand,
To massage,
Finger,
Probe you,
To barehanded,
Spank you,
Until,
In your arousal,
Your wetness,
Was running down your legs.

Your lust,
Hungered for me to,
Impale your body,
Relentlessly.

You craved that I,
Batter your pussy,
Without mercy.

You coveted me,
Pounding you into,
Wishful, wistful,
Wonderful orgasmic,
Oblivion.

While,
Emptying myself,
Into you.

After that,
You ached,
Burned,
For me,
To do it,
Again.