Yess

 Straddling you looking down,

all I can think of what's going to happen this round.

 Sliding your hands up my curves

my nerves tingle

 stretching

it seems

 so that you caress them all.

My eyes catch yours

 and I begin to tremble

 as it seems your every desire for me is there waiting to be found 

and I whimper because your fingers so nimble

reaching here

and there

never resting 

as if they were questing

to find the right place to perch.

 As I clench to hold you tighter in me 

I sigh and move. 

You slide your hands to my back

 to drag your nails down it slowly

 and the pleasurable agony only causes me to move faster

and grind harder.

 I pant your name as wave after wave of ecstasy slide through my being

and you follow me

spurring me on to the edge of fulfillment

and pull me down with you to be loves willing martyr.