The Night You Took Me From Behind

That was the night you fucked me up the arse
My reluctance overcome by wine, it’s cold sharpness –
Unlocking the gates to my body, dry mouthed with excitement
And the knowledge of what was to come

And overcome by the cold sharpness of the wine
I led you upstairs, walking ahead, feeling your eyes
And your knowledge of what was to come
And your gaze as it followed the sway of my denim clad bottom

And in the bedroom you stood, and I could feel the hunger in your eyes
As I slowly undressed, and climbed onto the bed, whispering “ just do it.”
And I felt your gaze and then your touch on my unclad bottom
And the cold feel of lubricant, preparing me for sacrifice on the alter of your cock

And I arched my back and whispered, “please just do it.”
And you unlocked the gates to my body
Sacrificing me on the alter of your cock
Because that was the night you finally fucked me up the arse