Sweat, Sighs, and Surrender

Eyes of blue filled with lust looking through,

ready to take my being over entirely.

Why should I resist?

His lips part.

Desire sparks as I grasp his collar, pulling him into me.

Our lips meet in a beautiful clash of chaotic ecstasy.

I know he just wants my body, so with everything I have I give it to him.

Sweat, Sighs, and Surrender fill the empty space around us.

In this moment I am his.

After this moment,

I am

no longer.

My body tenses up.

One last wave of sheer pleasure, debilitating pain and an exhale later,

I cease to exist.