Torture I Crave Poem by Brandi Parker

steam seeps through the crack in the doorway
i can hear the sound of the water cutting off
the smell of your bodywash lingers in the air
wrapped only in a towel you come into the room
my breath leaves me as i am taken by you
i bite my lower lip a sure sign i want to
do more than just look at you this way
a smile plays on your lips as you try
so hard to look serious but your thoughts are
a clear indication that you can read my mind
you know me so well
i tug at the towel until it drops to the floor
revealing your still steamy skin
i kiss your shoulder and then look up at you
everything i need to know i can see in your eyes
pushing you back onto the bed i kiss you
slowly yet with intensity
i need to be wrapped up in you
deciding that you want to run this show you push me over
climbing on top to establish authority in this moment
i lay back and let you have your coup d etat
relinquishing my prowess to make things equal
i love this look you have when you're in control
kissing me passionately to assert yourself
you have a power over me that i don't
just give to anyone
i hold my heart close and my soul closer
but you seem to have eased my conscience
closing my eyes i taste you
your lips full and soft and sweet
i can't resist the urge to gently tug on your lower lip
with my teeth
though i know the penalty will be torture
of the sweetest kind
the look in your eyes says i am right
your lips spread into a slow grin as you
hold my hands down so i can't move
and lightly graze the curve between my throat and shoulder
with your teasing tongue
my breath catches in my throat and a
small moan escapes between my ever so slightly parted lips
you let your teeth softly graze up to my jawline
running the length of it until you reach my lips again
reaching in to kiss me again you suddenly stop
i catch a glimmer of mischieviousness in your eyes and smile
your lips touch mine only to pull away
and again
and again
i finally can't take the torture anymore
i strain against your hold on me to lean up for a kiss
but alas i am thwarted
you turn your head at the last minute
allowing me to think i will make progress
i have nothing to do but fall back onto the pillow
your hands tire of holding me down and desire to roam
i close my eyes and shiver as your fingers have found
what they were looking for
my body arches uncontrollably
never has it felt so right to let someone have this kind of power
your mouth seeks vengeance against the many times
mine has devoured you
it seeks to devour me until i can't speak
oh the torture i crave.