Seeing this made me while, reminds me of when you were little, they wouldn't let you play video games, hogged the system.
I'll let you play......
Any time you wish, my hand, wrapped around your throat, feeling your pulse wildly thumping inside my grasp.
Relishing and worshipping your body.
Enjoying the sounds of your labored breathing, restricted sounds emitting from you.
The scent of sex and sweat.
Come here my moon, rise for me tonight, I'll let you play.
You are my thoughts, no matter what time of day.....
“I desire very little, but the things I do consume me.”
— Beau Taplin // D e s i r e (via afadthatlastsforever)
Mine....
You are mine, no matter if the delicate, warm, golden rays of the sun kiss your skin or the cool, crisp moon accents your body.
You are mine, whether I'm deep inside you, stretching and claiming you as you carve crimson, wet scars in my back, or so far away all I have is your memory in my I mind, feeding the physical ache in my erection as I yearn to devour you once more. P
You are mine when stand on top of the world, filled with joy, beaming with laughter and still mine when you feel broken, beaten, so mentally dark, you feel you have no one by your side.
You are mine because I unconditionally accept all of you. Even the crazy you try to hide.
You are mine because I value and love, every unique surface of your diamond.
For as long as you are mine.... I vow to love you, protect you, strive to make you laugh, hold you when you cry. I will nourish your body and your mind, I care for you with a level of importance.
I will always listen to my good girl, every thought, Idea, way to look at a situation.
I will not dismiss your fears or placate you.
I will strive to leave you feeling loved, desired, safe, needed, wanted and hopefully whole.
You are mine to lose and mine to show I will fight enough to keep it that way.
It doesn't matter the distance apart, or how long since we have interacted...... I always want you.
Justalittlegin
To feel your skin.... soft, delicate, the more I touch the more I desire.
I watch your skin redden caused both from my increasing pressure, but also your heart pumping faster and harder.
To wrap my hand around your neck, feel your breathing pause, your pulse thundering against my finger.
To look into your eyes, to see your gift of submittance, trust.... knowing I will take and bruise out of love and will always protect you.
Don’t you love he feeling of daddy’s hands on your neck?
My main, my love letter, have other blogs primarily written word. (Taken by my Libra moon, my soul mate, my inspiration, my best friend and my unconditional love ) 43-♍-INFP-T
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