
Seeing you for the first time
Damn near lost my mind
Instantly I wanted to just
Just Butta Fly Kiss you
Names are just formality
What does it even matter?
Do I need to call you anything?
Would it change how you feeling me?
Knowing you looking at me, look at you, look at me
Room key in hand
You tryna see me?
Without delay we in the elevator
I’m already elevating
Not trying to wait until later
Pulling your butt to me
You bending over naturally
Ain’t nothing but a thong on
It would be nothing to slide in
Hit that stop button
So I can just, slide in
But we can’t even get into
What we need to get into
I’m saying
Can I Butta Fly Kiss you?
Before the door close all the way
You already made your way
Stepping out onto the balcony
Clothes completely gone
Faster than I can clearly see
You just standing there
Leaning on that glass door
Waiting for me
I just admire your body
I’m trying to get in
You asking me to slow down
First I need to go down
Without hesitation
Letting this butterfly kiss you
Begging logic to leave me
So I can eat in peace
Butterfly kissing it
Eskimo kissing it
French kissing it
Gently licking it
Honoring that clit precisely
Feeling your reactions
Subtle movements fucking with me
Forgetting I was on a journey
Forgot why I am even here
Focused on getting you there
As you quickly sit in that chair
Legs starting to quiver
Feeling your hands
On the back on my head
Pulling me in deeper
You arching your back
I’m totally off track
Can’t even get a breath in
Struggling to breathe
Knowing you almost there
You begging me
While I gasping for air
Out of breath I jumped up
.
.
Realized I woke up
.
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Like What the Fuck!