You made me forget there was a tomorrow.

Laying there in your arms, holding each other, in a state of bliss

After you fucked me so hard, your granite hard cock filling and stretching my cunt so well

Whispering in my ear for me to tell you how it felt as you hit every warm, wet ridge deep inside me

You were not gentle with me this time

You grabbed handfuls of my hair, pulled them with each stroke

Even spanked me a couple of times, just to remind me you could

Submitting to you is a pleasure, laying with you afterwards is sublime

With my back against your chest, feeling you trace your fingers up and down my side

Absolutely melting into the sheets when you draw little lines on the curve of my hip, as you know that's one of my most sensitive spots

Interlacing my fingers in yours every once in a while, 

Reaching back to run my fingers through your long hair

Hair that likes to be pulled while you're coming

I'm happy to oblige, as I'll do anything that makes you moan that deeply

Talking about our fantasies and what nasty thoughts run through our heads when we are alone

I really want to know the ones you’re ashamed to admit, but I’ll take the ones you gave me

You made me forget there was a tomorrow

That there was anything beyond that moment, right there, with you

To me, there was only a state of joy after letting my slutty side out for you

The slut, 

Who came over, and over, and over

Who didn’t hold back, at all, and didn’t worry about how ridiculous she probably looked

Or if the neighbors could hear; your walls are thin

Or how insane she sounded, whining and moaning and screaming

While you fucked her slowly, then hard and fast

Watching her grind her needy clit on her vibrator

While you were inside her the whole time

The slut who just wanted pleasure, with you

You found a part of me that I don’t share with others

At dinner, before all this, I kept looking over at you, thinking how much I love you

How could I not? It's been 2 years.

Wanting so badly to say it to you, but knowing I wouldn’t hear it back

Because that's not our arrangement

I’m telling myself it doesn’t matter

That I will love you no matter what

And I just need you to know that

That I don’t care that you don’t love me back

When really, to hear you say that to me

To validate me

To ask me to spend more time with you, or tell me I'm beautiful, or special in some way

Is all I really want

Maybe even more than hearing I love you back.

I’ll go on loving you and pretending it doesn’t matter

Convincing myself that this is enough

Forgetting there is a tomorrow, when I’m in your arms

Sad I won’t see you on that tomorrow, as that isn’t our agreement either

When will I see you again? Who knows.

Wondering if next time you’ll fuck me from behind again, maybe?

Or let me on top

So I can look you in the eyes as I slowly take your cock

Painfully slowly, inch by inch

Moving down, then up, then down some more

Squeezing you tight while scratching your arms, because I know you love that

Every so often kissing you, deeply, desperate for your tongue to play with mine

Knowing when I'm close to coming, my touch will move from gentle to desperate

And I'll grab your shoulders and let it all go

Shuddering, hard, squeezing you involuntarily, knowing you'll whisper I'm a good girl for that

Wondering if I should find all this elsewhere

With someone who wants to reciprocate my feelings?

Shouldn't I be happy with what I have, you ask?

You need to understand you're fucking a girl with an insatiable desire for more

When she finds someone she loves, something she wants,

She goes all in, and won't stop until she gets it

This is, unfortunately, the opposite of what you want.

But you seem to enjoy our time together too.

So until I decide to move on

I’ll keep laying there, and keep coming back, always wanting more from you

Forgetting there is a tomorrow

Snapping out of my haze only when you ask me about my plans

For tomorrow

It took at least a minute to come back to reality

Remembering that there is a world outside of this bedroom, that I’m part of

And it’s existing tomorrow, and I have things to do

Work, and family, and friends, and chores

A world you aren’t part of at all, a world I wish I could share with you, at least a little

But for that moment, for those few precious minutes

I was in your arms

So happy

Forgetting there was a tomorrow