Crave Him

I crave him
His gentle yet firm touch
His musky scent
His possessive demeanor
His whole being
Intoxicated me.
He held me capitive
And I don't want
To be rescued.
In his presense
I was satisfied,
In his being I was
Genuinely infatuated,
He was starving and
He eagerly consumed
Me like I was his
Preferred meal.
He was dehydrated
And I was wet
And ready to quench
His thirst, he demanded
My compliance and
I willingly gave him
All of me over an over
Again until exhaustion
Consumed us........