She craved the sense of his dominant voice
to slither from his silver tongued throat
leave goosebumps in its wake
as it rippled over her pale skin
sending sweet shivers down the spine
her naked flesh starved of the affection
that usually cascaded from his fingers touch
link by golden link wrapped around her wrists
she pulled against the bindings
streaming from wolf-like eyes
staring... boring into her succulent skin
writhing in hunger for the wolf-like bite
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
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Comments3
A naughty write indeed!! I love it
A good sensual write Katie.
Andy
Another adventure of Kitty's. lol.
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