Pleasure

PLEASURE.

I live for these moments,

when we're tangled in sheets of lust.

I love when you dig inside me,

pulling me closer,

trying to reach your deepest desire.

Painting my body with your lips,

the softest paint brush.

The world is completely silent,

air filled with our moans of pleasure.

Each stroke feels like the planets are colliding inside me.

Breathtaking.

Hands gripping sheets,

gripping my curves,

gripping my throat,

taking complete control of me.

Never felt so vulnerable,

but god I live for these moments.

He could have anything in the world when he has me open.

Waves hit their climax.

Remnants of our connection spilling out,

between my thighs.

My body left with sweet reminders.

Indentions of your teeth,

bruises from your lips,

scratches from your nails digging into my skin to keep me close.

My body looks like it's been through the sweetest battle.