A Treasure Trove

I'm subsumed when you're fucking me, my love,  
Sensing your every movement; you don't breathe  
But focus stress on thrusting. When you seize  
My hair, I know you are my treasure trove  
Of power, passion, pleasure. Your hands rove;  
You slap my mound and both my breasts; you tease  
Me so intensely I'll never be freed  
From sensual obligation nor the shove  
Of your erect insistence undenied  
I know you're ravenous. So, do me! Feast  
And use the strength you have: it's so immense;  
I need it just as you do. You've supplied  
Adrenaline to feed this rutting beast,  
Now I can melt around our recompense.