dancing with the devil

LynnBlackwell

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.

 

 

 

 

  • Author: LynnBlackwell (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 13th, 2021 22:45
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  • orchidee

    Ohhh, it's too much for me. Swoon! heehee.

  • L. B. Mek

    a fun read, a step back in time
    to when youthful ignorance, denoted
    relationship IQ, to mere lusted base numbers
    either:
    anticipated and memorialised
    or sated and demystified...
    thanks for sharing



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