The Tease

She grabbed my shoulders, pushing me away,
I resisted, trying to return,
her grip on my shoulders increased, fingers pressed hard into me.
The sensation made me focus, made me look at her
She was heady knowing the control was hers,
I watched as just a hint of pleasure played across her face.
She tightened her grip again, my breathing became guttural, my knees betrayed me,
From below I looked up at her, she loosened her grip just enough to reassure, knelt to meet me and allowed me closer again.