deeper than words

white sheets, soft pillows
no clock on the wall, taking my time with you.
my hands firmly on you
gripping you in all the right places
where they belong.
whispering in your mouth
the nasty words you’re starving for.
moving down, exploring every inch.
arms locked around your hips
devouring what is in between
tasting you
darling, your moans are just getting me started.