Her Amante

He kissed her ruby red lips
As she moved closer into his arms
She felt his hardness against her
Her hands moved up his legs to his hips.

The man's hips were solid and strong
Their hearts beat faster and faster
As her fingers lingered around his pubic area
Her touch ignited, burned into him ever so long.

He was tall and she loved him slowly
Every move, every gesture was to excite
She played with his hair
Straddled him deep, positioned him inside of her wholly.

He felt, oh so good
She closed her eyes and felt him burrow
Deep and hard,  wet never stopping
He met her thrusts as she knew he would.

This man, her amante
Had earned her trust and respect
Loved her tightness, fit inside of her just right
Never abandoned her need for him, took care of her body.

Her amante,  her lover, her life
Played with her, teased her
Listened to her each day, laughed at her jokes
Claimed her passion and together, they had no strife.

He held her heart, there was none other
They had no entanglements,  no committments
The trust and bond was there
For he was her friend, her amante, her lover.