The whisper of the authority in your voice Brush against and inside every part of my body My nerves always went hyperware at the coldness in your commands The breath in my throat stuck during every strike of your hands against my skin making it tingle and blush in pain and pleasure, Every cell in my body turns to mush at the very touch of your fingers against my throbbing core, My mind and soul sings at the praises you give, It shows whose name I should moan.. | Quote by Treasure