numb

is it? is it in the nerves, the passion that flows through my body, burns within my body, burns in my stomach, spread its heat through my nerves, to my skin. every inch of it aroused, burning and melting at your touch.

it grows, it’s a need, it’s a ‘must have you now’. it’s longing your fingers on my body, your lips on my sensitive skin. your tongue bringing relief to my need.

i wish i could give you that, i wish i could see the passion the borns in your back, grow through you and be released through a moan, of pure delight. i wish i could make you loose control. i wanna hear your body scream for mine everytime.

i love you. indeed i do. your punishment is something i need to feel alive, but sometimes i jsut wish…

I’ll give it a try