Monday, 1 November 2021

 I scooped her in my arms

Against her wishes

And placed her on my lap

Securing her hands

With mine


I sought her lips

She resisted

Biting my lips

Which only ignited my fire

For I don't like my prey, easy

And she was game

Who challenged my ego


Pushing her on the floor

I ripped her layers

Till she was stark nude

And then I relished her

With my tongue

Wiping her every pore

As she squirmed beneath me

Moaning and begging to be taken

I sat on her chest

And offered her my throbbing power.

©LR


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