Push me, pull me (a motherfucking sonnet)

I whispered fuck you like a sweet love song        
when you bound my hands with your black silk tie  
you pulled back yet my spine stayed straight, stayed strong  
your hand in my hair, violence in my eyes          
I struggled, knees weak, your tongue traced my need  
just as hungry to touch you in return  
You eased in me gently, I did concede          
As my soft longing turned into slow burn          
Then raging heat, sweaty skin, open eyes          
your fingers clamped on my waist as you slammed
hard into me from my lips wresting cries
with wet slaps of our sex my mind was damned          
We whispered fuck you sweet like a petal        
played the song back as fucking death metal          
Author's note: FUCK YOU SHAKESPEARE!          
Real Author's note: I wanted to put on a strap on, and see if I could spread a f sonnet. It took a TON of lube. How'd I do?          
Written by Betty
Published | Edited 1st Mar 2023
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