The End

Inching my way toward you,
Steaming from your lips,
New sins created by my fingertips,
Each kiss on the neck leaves a stain of red lipstick,
Rough and Slow,
Soft and Fast,
You tremble at touch,
Sweating dripping from the exchanged heat,
Your heartbeat increases,
You refrain from screams,
But the pressure is too much,
As the skin from my lips meets your collar,
My teeth sink in,
Moving up to your ear,
It's unbearable,
You arch and moan,
As we become one in the end.