The only aphrodisiac I need is your voice
Hearing you speak my name
Beckoning me to answer
Telling me you want me
So I tell you that you're the answer to every question I've ever had about love

Without words I use my tongue to tell the tale of us
Tracing your shadowscape
Kneeling before you my eyes feast upon your masculinity and
All its divinity and I praise you
Because all of that is for me

I begin to indulge myself of your delicacies
Digesting semi-sweet dark chocolate decadence as it melts
Dripping down my chin
Your taste is something that I ever couldn't re-create

Needing every atom of your anatomy
Necessity is placed upon me knowing you are the source of my serendipity
Dipping in and out of me stroking more than my consciesness
Subconsciously I find myself rewinding our love scenes
In my daydreams
Seeing that face you make when you're making me [bad word] 
And it makes me want you right there and then

Thinking of you in inappropriate places I get
Tingling sensations in private locations where I wish to be caught between a rock and your hard place

As wetness develops my legs begin to open and my spot turns to a backdraft and all I want you to do is extinguish it
You know my body like the back of your hands
And touch me and send me into ecstacy

My thighs quiver in anticipation of deep penetration which gets me high
Body rising
Sweating
Panting
Make-up melting
Pulling my hair and
Scratching my back
I get a temporary case of tourettes because all I can say are four letter words in a four octave-range screaming your name

[Spanish]
Ay papi, que eres tan grande y tan duro
Y me lo das tan bueno
(...) otra ves

You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bilingual

I see your tongue pink between your lips and I want it between mine
And I [bad word] 
As you lick torturing me
I try to get away but
Not really
 [bad word] out of room begging for more up against the wall that has been scuffed by my stilletos
Again
You pry apart my thighs and tell me to be still
And I willingly submit to you because I love the way you dominate me
Demanding that I [bad word] for you so I do as I'm told

You've molded me so I'm good to no-one else but you
You've conquered this once orgasmicless world and multiplied it
Again and
Again

My face radiates with after-glow
My pillow scented by you
fragrance which haunts me
My room smells of the best 
I
Covered in body prints and finger prints and you above me
Your name written indelibly upon my body in your genetic history

You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bilingual
You [bad word] me makes me bïlïngual