I trace my fingers up his chest slowly as we just look at one another.
Laying in complete silence but neither of us mind.
My lips casually move in closer to his neck kissing, sucking on his skin.
His head jolts in a cute way with a childlike giggle following soon after.
Smiling was the only thing our lips did together at this point.
I soon feel his breath on my skin.
There is no touch yet my body is trembling.
Hands moving all around as if they are inspecting me.
Delightful lips leave love marks down my body & the worries of my own imperfections go away.
He has this power over me & I know it.
I don't want it to change either,
He's my master & I obey.
For if I don't, punishment is on the table & I would prefer I be there instead.
Laying flat, screaming in pleasure.
As I'm foreshadowing in my mind he moves away, I soon come back to look at him & his actions rather hesitant.
Moving to my gentle lips with his pointer.
I smirk, lick slowly, not breaking eye contact & move his hand down.
Breaking the silence,
I say beggingly,
"Please"
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Pathetic Poetry
PoetryHere lies the things that were untold, until now. Please give credit if taken. Pictures come from my own photography or the internet.
