The thrill of being taken.
Heat rising, hearts racing. Eyes flutter shut at your touch. Clothes ripping, bodies stripping. Kissing, tongues entwined, about to lose my mind. We cross that line, so divine. On the floor, upon my back as you move in for the attack. Spread for your taking, my body shaking as you thrust in. Nails in your back, your teeth on my skin, we both win. Never the same, marked and...Read On