Ecstasy

Broken

Ecstasy

That's the only thing on my mind as he touched me. Caressed me. Molded me into something beautiful and sexy once I melted under his warm hands.

I've never felt like this before, being touched....caressed like this. Like a delicate sensual flower. The only touch I've known is punches to my face, kicks to my stomach and scratches and burns everywhere....

To go from flinching for any touch to relaxing against his warm embrace...it turns one's head round and round.

Faster. I screamed at him. Begged, pleaded him to keep going and give me the release I haven't felt in 10 years. The feeling crept up on me, like a snake slithering up my body.

Faster!

Harder!

Don't st- my breathe catches. I feel it, the pleasure.....the release. My body snaps up towards him, a breathe caught in my throat as I listened to his smooth voice murmuring in my ear.

As I slowly came down from my high, I took in deep breathes, while he continued whispering to me and caressing my glowing skin.

This man has broken me, broken my shield that has protected my heart from loving any man ever again. He's broken me....and I've never been happier.