Women inspire fear and worship in a way that is elemental. Men cannot compare.
I’ve made a space for you beside me Rest your weary arms Leave your heavy heart It’s safe right here next to me
Come here, baby Hook those legs over my shoulders
Ladies, you had better close those legs Hide it It is nobody’s business What your business is
I am drunk and untethered, disconnected from propriety Elemental
I saw you at the sink and wanted to pull you close to me, to draw the suds up and cup your breasts, to dip my hands down and cup you low, to feel the warmth and the heat, to tease you and open you up before I made you come, shuddering against me, pressed … Continue reading
I once took hold of you from behind. I kept your powerful thighs open with my own legs, slipped my fingers into your spread pussy, pulled and rolled and pinched your blood-swollen nipples, bit the nape of your neck just to the side, and like an expert cellist broke every string of your soul until you … Continue reading
I hate the word fucking.
“Taste me”, you said to me and so I did.