LOSING TO HIM

 
Until now I felt everything was over and done  
My body made stiff in time  
I’d feel nothing if he came by  
It’d been six heart throbbing years  
Surely I'd grown lethal  
Or so I thought, setting my trap  
When I agreed he’ll use a night cab  
I’d planned a dinner, coffee and card game  
Communication without strings  
 
Cocky Mr Handsome walked in  
His presence filled the atmosphere  
His cologne powerful, desperately masculine  
“It’s been a tedious day, I’ll like some vodka”  
“Over there” I’d pointed avoiding his gaze  
“Good vodka” clasping my wrist  
A smug grin on his sculptured face  
“Let go” the words barely out  
My lips he claimed instantly  
 
“Oh look at you drunken mistress”  
“You were so close to begging me”  
“Every couch here is virgin”  
My senses yielding me to run, escape  
But my body caught in his clutch  
A willing victim you’ll call her  
Every kick, slap and bite wholly useless  
As he stood unmoved, challenging me  
“Give your best shot, now or in my bed”  
“The ball’s rolling, your choice”  
 
Every ice made liquid  
Nervous shivers, heart tremors  
Shock written in my hazel eyes  
Feeling my clit dampen  
If his kiss could do this  
I dared not think how far,  
His perilous exploits would go  
With his fingers trailing gently  
And every ounce of flesh singing her own song  
 
It couldn't be, I was falling once again  
For the man who’d taken my innocence  
And left me in a shallow abyss  
My body he’d come to know  
Like a masterful artist, he savored  
Setting every part into jealous outrage  
Yet consuming, satisfying, keeping hungry  
Till he resolved to feeding my cunt  
With his vigorously insane manhood  
Effortlessly with his fingers and tongue,  
He'd so wisely conquered my wit  
And again I'd lost to him.