Dry ice clouds, travelling silver lights Ethereal trap beat, his mind a haze At the beautiful siren Dancing just for him Slender curves, oxblood lace lingerie Chocolate curls trailing down her back Hips swaying, arms lifting, body spinning on the pole Owning the music, he watches in awe She dances like no one else, in …
Clinging to her hips He watches her above him Moving, circling her rounded hips Feminine hands pressed against his chest A sight he’ll never forget Toned waist, curve of full breasts Fiery hair tickling at his skin Brown eyes staring deep in to his Hips circle slowly, teasing and savouring Taking charge, he submits happily …
Soft, cream carpet cushioned her knees. She knelt on the floor, in the corner of the bedroom, naked and waiting for him. Ten minutes had gone by and still no sign of him. Excitement prickled at her. She breathed deeply in some attempt to quell the impatience churning in her stomach, when she heard footsteps …
Dancing in the country fields The concert in full swing Couples smile, friends laugh All joined by the music they love Singers in ball caps playing, I sing along The air filled with Southern voices and guitars A gentle breeze through my hair Clapping my hands to the music Then I see you Walking through …
In that moment all that existed was them. With no boundaries of guests or ballrooms, they grabbed for each other. Their passion was raw and primal. His tongue hungrily explored her eager mouth and Evie ran her hands wildly through his hair, kissing, nipping and nuzzling with as much need as him when she felt …
Becoming Violet Grey 