His Dirty Secret

I never have to second guess, or wonder where I stand with him, even when his words fail him.

At times, he is the epitome of a beast, yet he is a man with a softened heart as he spreads me upon his earthen table.

I can tell by the way he kisses me with a mouth full of his seed, whilst his eyes pierce mine deeply.

He can't help himself, he has to taste himself all over my lips, just to reaffirm who I belong to.

There is no lie within that mans fire, not when he devours me as if I were his last supper & dessert.