Up All Night (by James Leland Ludeau III from Lafayette,LA)

i don't know what's hotter
the penetration
or your submission
you give in
we sin
give in
the act feels so good
how could it be wrong?
i smell like Tuscan Leather
bound
a sweet hurt
there's a kink to our sex
that lets me let go
i don't think like i used to
in the dark it doesn't count
the weight of me on top of you
our naked flesh speaks a language
no words needed
it's understood
roles reverse
and i give in
sin
what's the cost?
who cares
i just can't get enough
because this lust is covered in love
it's above
our heads
this bed
alive with something magical
up all night