Eyes filled with surrender. Disbelief. Questioning. Confused worry. You blink, head leans back. You return to your gaze to me. Face changed. Now filled with angry passion. Vexed lust. Vengeance dances in your pupils. Carnal. Teeth gritted. Intent on reciprocating. One stroke and it is replaced. Reverts back. Submission. Incredulity. You know this moment to be real yet wonder. Amazed. Beseech that it be endless. Plead. Fluctuating decibels. Disjointed breath. Staccato dialog. Slow waistline rotation. Jagged gasp escapes. Joyful reverence. Deep stroke. Wince. Hiss. Hum a song of pleasurable bliss. request more. demand it.
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I'm a poet, writer and lover of all things sensual, erotic and alluring. I believe that the biggest erogenous zone in the body is the mind. It's with words you can soft suck on a person's imagination, give butterfly kisses to their curiosity, long lick their thoughts and use the tongue of your creativity and slide it into the wetness of anticipation. View all posts by eroticnoire