My Pleasured Man

Drenched in his sweat  
looking up into pleasured eyes,  
his skin rubbed up against mine  
feeling every vein of his inches impaling,  
his thrusting, throbbing, pulsating.  
My blistering, tightened grip, wetness,  
the aroma of intimacy and coupling.  
My nails clenching his muscular  back  
sinking into his skin, I cannot control.  
He makes a sound through his teeth, so sexy and he moans,  
my pleasured man, pleases me.  
  
In synch we grind, waistlines hitting hard.    
Deep breaths, panting, gasping, gripping.  
his strong arms shaking, don't collapse baby,  
my legs shivering, him between my thighs.  
Warmth, flowing thick, river of melted orgasms, releases, muscles weakened.  
his weight pressed on top of me  
I hold him, he holds me,  
My pleasure.