Tuesday, April 21, 2015

You Are My Promise

Our whispered secrets, carry us to new heights. Speaking of wonderful torture, searing kisses and burning touches. We speak of our need, stepping around each other in a primal dance. Breath catches as hearts pour out, lust blasts through the body, as lightning across the sky. The body responding to every movement, painful bliss with every touch. Soft and gentle at first, shy touches and noises. Rough and fast later on, painfully good bites and screams that echo within the body. Purely controlled by the Id, pleasure, pain, our heaven on earth. The moment has come, the wave has crashed. Soft touches return, love and small whispers consume us. Holding on tight, keeping each other close. For a moment, the world stood still.

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