SHOUTING

Amidst the passion's fiery dance, they met,
He pulled her close, their bodies intertwined,
A teasing touch, igniting sparks, they let
The shocks of pleasure flood her core, entwined.

With gentle grinding, desire set ablaze,
He watched her eyes, a flicker turned to flame,
His lips on hers, their souls began to graze,
His tongue explored, in passion's wild game.

"Give yourself to me," his voice, gruff and deep,
Whispers hotly, their hungry hearts align,
Her need inflamed, his teeth upon her lip,
A primal call, a yearning so divine.

He yanked her close, against the table pressed,
Her hands held tight, anticipation's peak,
With velvet steel, he filled her, passion blessed,
Her pleas and begs made his resolve grow weak.

Her moans profound, in rhythm they entwine,
As inner muscles clench around his rod,
In fast, short thrusts, he makes her spirit shine,
Her juices flow, an offering to their god.

Completely filled, her every essence stretched,
They find release, surrendering to the tide,
In shouts of ecstasy, their souls are etched,
Two hearts as one, forever intertwined.

In this moment's storm, they both find peace,
A symphony of love, so wild and free,
He's found his solace, she's found her release,
Together shouting at their destiny.

Imran Nazeer
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