Weakness To His Will

By: heartscent

Page 1, Sometimes dreams permeate the layers of longing....the desire...the passion, all the longing held in check....overflows with the power of a tsunami...

"Run your pulse across my tongue 
Pour your love into me 
I thirst for you"......


Veils of gossamer silk
Spin in shades of night
Submissive acquiescence
Smoulders bare feet ...


Iridescence dances in captivated eyes,
Lips full
Licking the shimmer-gleam,
Anointing skin
Ravishing enchantment...

He trembles her heat
Scorching flesh wrapped bone;
Joining fantasies played against silky thighs
Capturing her allure;
Manipulating the tenderness of her need ...

Night drips beauty from a silvern moon,
Nakedness meets
Open desire
Firm against softness
His lips seeking,
Vanilla tears
Melting on his tongue like snowflakes
Touching passion's fire...

Fingertip moments
Pulsing rhythms;
Aching depths craving
Sinking into moist folds
Undulating movements
Swollen, locked around a flowing pearl...

Mesmerising connections sparkle,
Gasp breathlessly,
Arching into body quivers;
Nails claw the spine

She is
Weakness to his will........

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