She fills my febrile fantasy. Night after night, day after day both tantric temptress and deviant angel. She beckons, indulging intimacy’s intrusion to my wildest wanting dreams. Smiling eyes sharing sighs Knots' restrain – pending pain Full soft curves – whispering purrs Arching, aching – twisting, taking Rising, falling - wanting, calling Bitten lips bruised between proffered hips While slaps and screams’ mingle amid our hard and slickness rapt encounter.
For today’s 5 minute [@327203,ChampagneOnIce] ‘s July writing challenge