Press me hard… I can not be broken… fuck the limits tonight. Make me sweat. Put your mouth on me and taste the wanton salt of my body… test your tongue and split my mind. These hands are starved for your breasts… I must have them beautifully gracing my grasp.
I need to see you wet with desire and flowing in your want of me. I need my fingers pushing slow and strong inside of you… drawing your passion to the edge and pulling it over. I want you quivering uncontrollably… shaking quaking and speechless… both of us awakened… and sacred.
Release yourself like some rabid unquenchable vengeance upon me. May we let our past pains become each other’s pure and present pleasures. Lay waste to me… bring your loving fire… bring your every lusting dream to my personal night.
Savor every thrusting hip… every inch… every lashing tongue. Let our forms be subject in darkness and root… filled full… bring your flesh tight and deep to my own. I will crack this breathing heart, and flay it wide for your spirit to see. In my soul… I see you reflected.
The Baron's Pen 