Your eyes are so beautiful when you are turned on. So ambitious, so desperate.
I remember the beginning. Your eyes looking at me. Your posture leaning towards me. Your hands on me. Your movements around the room so I would see you. You were hunting and so was I.
Now we are lovers, feeding our predator hungers and desires. We crush our flesh full of bones against each other with little earthquakes beneath the sheets. Grinding and pushing until we find our breaking points.
But when will you break me?
I am too strong. Too confident.
I am the beast upon your body. You are mine. For a moment. You are mine.
Till the moment is over. Then it is over. Our passion has an end.
For now it ends. For the moment you were mine. You belong to the world again. And I am just a bruise on your thigh. But in only a moment I will have you again.