You’re spread out upon your bed as I crawl toward you, then upon you. I push my cock inside and relax, letting my muscles go slack; my weight settles on you, and it becomes harder and harder for you to breathe.
Even so, you can’t help speaking when I move within you, whispering with every thrust.
“I love you.”
And from my first gentle invasion to my final orgasmic stab, I answer you in turn.
“Fuck you.”