Forbidden Fruit

I devoured him with my eyes and drank in his scent, 
I fantasized of his body atop mine, naked; skin against skin.
But no, that was hardly enough, 
temptation can be a bitch--

Fantasies and desires solidified in to something much more real,
Lust and want became a living breathing thing.
Until I could taste him on my tongue, 
and breathe in the sweet smell of his sex.

Thin fingers digging in to his bronzed skin,
and my lips roaming over the planes of his body,
over every sinful inch.

In the privacy of his bed I offered my innocence, 
I sunk my teeth in to the forbidden fruit...