I thought I could take it slow, now I’m desperate

You thought you could resist? That’s adorable.

She thought she was in control, pleasure proved her wrong

Everything you thought you knew? Forget it.

Would you take charge or let me handle it all alone?

Would you edge with me or finish while I beg

Try to stay composed – I dare you.

I swore I could tease, now I’m the one desperate

A world where pleasure never runs out.

Should I keep teasing or talk about what I need next

Hands locked in place while breath slows down

This is why slow is always better.

I didn’t think I could handle it… but I pushed through