possession

your hands trail slowly across my skin     
setting me on fire with your touch      
i feel the heat of you against me      
as the weight of your body     
pushes me into the bed beneath us      
the whisper of your lips against my neck      
sends shivers down my spine     
and when you graze my shoulder with your teeth      
i shudder with the need for you      
      
your fingertips press hard into my tender flesh      
it turns me on to know
bruises will soon blossom on my thigh      
  
snarling quietly in my ear     
you tell me that tonight you own me      
my body, my mind, my heart, my soul      
in this place they are all yours  
no one else’s      
then you claim your possession roughly      
forcing yourself into me    
asserting dominion over me     
you chuckle at the sound     
of my sharp intake of air     
as i feel you enter me      
      
you call me sweet, dirty names      
as you pin my wrists above my head      
with one strong hand     
my body responds eagerly      
inflamed by your unyielding strength      
muscles twitch around you      
and you smile in amusement      
as my slickness betrays me      
making useless my protest      
about such rough treatment      
you know that i love it      
no matter what i may say otherwise      
      
you slip your free hand under my leg      
work my knee into the crook of you elbow      
opening me completely     
providing the depth you need      
to penetrate me fully      
i arch my back and whimper softly    
at the sensation      
at feeling you so deep inside me      
and your amused smile is back      
but it quickly fades      
replaced by an intensity i recognize     
      
i try shifting my hips upward      
hoping to give you still more access      
but it is a pointless effort    
your relentlessness holds me down      
plunging your body into mine      
rhythmically building toward your release      
with no thought for mine      
 
for tonight I do not exist      
i am only     
a vessel to overflow    
a thing to own      
a toy to use      
a body to occupy      
an angel to be possessed      
by your demon     
      
i whisper to you, begging you    
fill me  
give me your seed      
hearing the longing in my voice      
sends you over the edge      
and you empty yourself into me      
more bruises on my thigh     
your grip on my leg is like steel      
      
you collapse onto the bed beside me      
spent, drained, panting, smiling again      
curling me into your arms     
stroking my hair  
whispering “that’s my good girl”      
this gentleness in your touch, your words      
seems a paradox after such rough coitus     
i know it is anything but      
and i smile, sated by the thought     
that i have made you happy