Chained to love bound by lust
Hands held behind her back
Slowly biting the nape of her neck
Heat now rising
The little breath
She struggles to hold
As pleasure
Mounts inside
I feel her skin come alive
Little goosebumps rise and fall
How sweet her aroma
Of womanhood
My hand caressing
I whisper
You are my heaven
She arches her back in anticipation
Her naked ******* rise and fall
Under the weight of her breath
Only now am I ready
For my apple of sin