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The Beast
Riding the tide of his pleasure, preying on him before I lose myself,
I seduce him slowly; teasingly I let my mouth roam over his hard length,
Oh dear God, the way his hips thrust forward each time I close my lips around him.
The ecstasy noticeable in the tension on his face.
My excitement drips steadily down my thighs, a fountain of want; the finest wine.
His eyes flare and I see him inhale deeply, with a feral snarl he throws me on to my back.
He buries his face between my thighs and I let out a scream as his tongue ravishes me.
I lie there helplessly.. The beast in him, bringing out the beast in me.
He devours me. And I rake his flesh with my nails,
that sinful mouth roaming every inch of my body,
Burning me from the inside out.
I must be a sight, flushed on his bed,
swollen lips, tangled hair, black and blues peppering my skin,
Instinct. Hunger. Dominance. Our lust and want permeates the air.
The musk of our desire mingling; clouding our common sense.
This is all we know. No love. No affection. Just an attraction that will come and go.
Possession of the beast… a beast we can’t control.
© InkSeductress
I seduce him slowly; teasingly I let my mouth roam over his hard length,
Oh dear God, the way his hips thrust forward each time I close my lips around him.
The ecstasy noticeable in the tension on his face.
My excitement drips steadily down my thighs, a fountain of want; the finest wine.
His eyes flare and I see him inhale deeply, with a feral snarl he throws me on to my back.
He buries his face between my thighs and I let out a scream as his tongue ravishes me.
I lie there helplessly.. The beast in him, bringing out the beast in me.
He devours me. And I rake his flesh with my nails,
that sinful mouth roaming every inch of my body,
Burning me from the inside out.
I must be a sight, flushed on his bed,
swollen lips, tangled hair, black and blues peppering my skin,
Instinct. Hunger. Dominance. Our lust and want permeates the air.
The musk of our desire mingling; clouding our common sense.
This is all we know. No love. No affection. Just an attraction that will come and go.
Possession of the beast… a beast we can’t control.
© InkSeductress
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