Show me how you really want me I dare you, dear friend Brag and flirt all you wish Saying I am yours Until I say, "OK" Splutters of amazed bewilderment erupts from your lips "Really?" I don't doubt you are genuine, love I know you are You say you want me? Come on then, smooth …
Rip my silk, taste my scent Take me in your arms, I lose myself Whisk me away in your passionate maelstrom Showering tender words across my skin Make my body your canvas Paint me however you choose Write your feelings over my skin with your lips Capture my soul in your profession Of physical love, …
Sink your teeth against my flesh Bite your territory, mark me yours Whisper filth in to mine ears 'Til all thought evaporate to dust Let me feel your lips caress my breasts Feel their heaviness in your hands Snake your hands around my waist Rip my dress seams clean off Drop to the floor Flip …
I have a very fiery relationship with those four words: You belong to me. I hear it in movies, read it in books, see it in relationships, where the person is supposedly declaring their love for the other person and using those four words that make me want to shrivel up: You belong to me. Those words …
I sometimes wonder if I've gone too far down the rabbit hole. I'm a lot kinkier than I thought and when it comes to answering close folk's questions, it can be a little difficult for one: me to explain and two: for them to understand. For example, I was considering at one point maybe attending …
Becoming Violet Grey 