dancing with the devil

It all starts with a whisper of lips brushing

against your skin.

The heat that flows through your body as someone takes your soft, sensitive flesh between their lips...

and then, their teeth.

In that moment all logic seems to disappear as your true carnal side takes over.

Biting and pulling and spanking.

Leaving traces of themselves all over you.

haunting you.

\"Remember me forever.\" screams the bruises on your neck.

\"You\'ll never get over me.\"  whispers the handprints on your ass.

Silhouettes of the secrets from the night before, dance on your skin.

taunting you.

Tempting you with one more dance.

One more kiss.

One more touch. 

Oh, how fun dancing with the devil can be.