Beatifullmind-w - Do You Dare,to Let Yourself Fall Into Endless Lust

Red Letter No. 8 by Jen Mazza

Waves of pleasure cascade over my body, filling every pore of my being like ocean water through hot sand. More.... I want more! How long I waited to feel his breath on my neck, his hands wrapped around my waist, his fingers caressing my lips. Our bodies are entwined in a primal dance, moving faster and faster to the rhythm of the creaking bed-springs, our skin bathed in flickers of neon lights. I can't hear myself moaning, but I must be since my throat is dry. I can't feel what my hands are doing, but the blood under my fingernails means I'm digging into his back. He's no longer kissing me, but nibbling, biting, pulling himself toward me harder and harder, his control over me untamed, animalistic. It's so hot in this room, the bedsheets clinging to our sweat soaked bodies.....