His Impatience

He admires
the  
way I  
dress  
for him  
making  
sure I’m  
knickerless  
and  
layered  
in his  
favourite  
perfume  
before  
we set  
off  
for dinner  
and  
I catch  
him  
eyeing  
my tight  
arse  
and  
fishnet hosiery  
knowing  
we won’t  
make  
it home  
until  
he drives  
his  
rock hard  
deviant  
ways  
into me  
 
always  
on the way  
home  
 
until I’m  
begging  
for more  
of his  
scorching hot  
love  
slamming  
into me  
whilst  
we’re both  
cascading  
all over  
one  
another  
and  
his impatience  
leaves  
me  
achingly  
swollen  
and  
pulsating  
as I taste  
my undying  
love  
upon  
his gorgeous  
lips  
as I  
wipe  
his hot  
stickiness  
from my  
bare  
soft petals  
as we  
kiss  
deeply  
and  
make  
our  
way home  
together.