Quickie

No romantic interlude
No sweet candlelit dinner
No silky kisses
No gingerly caressing soft flesh
No taking things slow
No foreplay
No “making love”
Quickie sex
Right now
Anywhere
Right here
You, lifted to the table
Skirt flipped up
Legs spread
Panties pushed aside
Pants unbuckled, unzipped
Pushed down
Boxers lowered
You’re wet
I’m hard
First push, slide deeply in
Quick thrusts
Faster
Harder
Deeper
Grinding groins
Heavy panting
Sweat dripping from my forehead
Landing on your panties’ lace
Vision dizzy
Clumsy hands groping everywhere, everything
Your fingers massaging vigorously
In rhythm with my thrusts
Urgency
Whimpering
Moaning
Groaning
Shared rapture
Shared release, relief
Satiated passion