frolic?

"frolic?" we did.
"spread." she did.
"fuck me." i did.
collapse. we did.

one more

"one more" she said/ordered, "give me one more," as i drove into her time and again, i'd just come myself so needed to alter pace and place, and with a little alteration, i slid her onto her side, raised a leg (of hers) and entered her and entered her and entered her, a bit slower than we had been.
and in time, her moans became that monosyllabic mantra, "yes, yes, yes, now, now, now, yes, yes yes, yesssssssss."
and she got her one more, and i received the pleasure of delivering her there.

touching

you told me i could touch you forever.
and i wanted to. and i did.
until you told me you were tired
and tired of me touching you.
and now i no longer touch you.