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Aug 2015
His hands madly guiding my hips
I gasp and lose myself against him...
I'm his...
Clenching, sweating, whispering
as he tears deeper into me...
Fearing I can take no more,
I plead with him...
He pushes forward...
The sweet insanity of pain and pleasure combine, and rock me...
To be owned so aggressively..
To be devoured so blissfully...
Trust
His hand upon my neck...
Fists of hair...
Biting, scratching...
Panting....
Deliriously hanging on the edge of a dream and reality...
Hell fires torching me...
As I moan with harrowing delight beneath him....
I'm caught up...
He's glistening...
His gold chain like sunlight on his skin...
His cross upon my lips
and as it enters my mouth...It's sealed!
For many an angel,
hath willingly given up their soul,
to ride upon the skillfull tongue
of a passionate lover,
Demonic....
My halo to the floor,
as his name sounds through me..
I am truly his...
Quivering...
Torn!

©MV
Maria G Vagelakos
Written by
Maria G Vagelakos  35/F/NJ
(35/F/NJ)   
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