she maps out my skin like it's territory to be discovered,
tasting each inch and leaving broken blood vessels in her wake.
little flowers blossom on my skin,
leaving me her very own masterpiece,
one that would make Jackson ******* proud.
she sends shivers down my spine with the heat of her tongue.
and I can't help but go weak in the knees, to fold under her gaze. to ebb and flow with her like waves.
and as she sinks her teeth into my skin, she marks the spots that she likes best.