Forever Mine

With one look at you, I feel myself wanting to mark what's mine.
She gave you up years ago... I found you. Why are you back with her again?

I walked through the door of the familiar surroundings now decorated with her.

I didn't care.

After a few awkward exchanges, you finally laid those delicious lips on mine.
Your arms around me, hugging and kissing me...your hand slipped under my shirt.
"You're wearing that lace thing?" you asked.  I smiled because I know she doesn't dress up for you.

You've always looked at me with lust in your eyes.
A hunger... an ache.....
When you grab me and pull me in to your lips,
I can feel the urgency.
You need me. She doesn't make you feel the way I do.
She could never.

The feeling of the lace brings the animal out of you.
Your lips devoured mine and a moan escapes you sending me into a throbbing tizzy.
My clothes fall to the floor as your hands explore all the pieces that were once so familiar to you.
With that one look in your eyes, body towering over mine, you simply say "can I take you upstairs?" and I'm unfolding.

The walk upstairs so familiar, so many nights of warm love shared
now being shared with someone else. The view of the familiar room now
holds lady garments and trinkets that weren't before.  
I feel I'm invading her space yet I don't care--she invaded what was mine.

I lay in your bed, the smell of her still lingers as she just left for work.
The bed that once held our long chats is being shared by another.
The power of the past is strong and I release myself to his cravings. He's mine and I needed him.
I part my legs and with one delicious look, you dive in as if you've been starving for a lifetime.
She doesn't feed him the way I do.

The familiar feel of your tongue, warm and aggressive makes me weak.
Your beard now full of my scent glistens in the sunlight beaming in.
I shouldn't be here... here in the bed you now share with another.
But I am... I am because of the magnetic pull between us that's never left.
Memories of bedtimes shared flood my mind, as other parts of me flood the bed.
I'm leaving my mark here... on him... on their bed.  Mine. Always Mine.

With one amazing and tight thrust you touch me in ways my body has craved since the last time.
Eye to eye I look at you and all the time apart vanished.  I reach up to touch your face and you felt it too.
You collapse on me so I can feel your amazing body on top of mine. We were as one again.. if only in that moment.

With every stroke, every moan, every gasp of air... we are in heaven.

You're perfectly imperfect in every way possible. You feel amazing. I clinch my walls and tighten the grip
and know you're ready to explode. The sound you make, the flood of juices... the delicious way your skin smells after it's released all it's goodness-- I'm drowning in lust and love.

You asked me why after all this time I'm here at that very moment.  Because of her. The truth is I stayed away because you're an addiction I cannot break BUT the craving was too much to handle. You are my sexual soulmate.  You are mine.