Trophy
The door slammed and we are caught in our own world,
Hot kisses and the feeling of my fingers running through your hair.
All I want to be is in this lusting dreamworld.
I wanna see you getting rid of the interfering clothes you wear.
Met you only hours ago,
We were dancing and getting closer on the dance floor.
Lost my sight and found myself caught in your eyes,
At the end of the night, I will be a winner and you will be my prize.
Your kisses are passionate and wild,
Your lips are hot and deep red.
I let my fingers run down your neck;
feels like you could melt under my touch every sec.
We move spinning and close to each over to my bed;
We both want to be the one to dominate.
But this is my dance and I am the one leading,
I will win and leave you the next day with your heart bleeding.
But what counts is this moment.
You here with me and wanting to get dirty;
You already stripped off your clothes.
My view lays pleased on your naked skin.
You storm back to me,
You only want to feel more of me.
I know the lust makes you tipsy,
I also start to feel the urge to get free.
I push you on my bed,
You lay down, presenting yourself.
With a playful smile, I undress myself,
And with the elegance of a panther on a hunt, I go ahead.
Our night was full of passion and lust.
You gained so much pleasure,
but I won for my collection another treasure.
When the next morning comes you will finally get to see,
It was not some kind of love, but a game and it was me to win the trophy.