Fisting her hair he pulled her close
Emotions gone crazy
Feelings were haywire
He wanted to devour her
Like she was a drug he had always desired
Wrapping her legs around him
She grinded against his flesh
Skin on skin but the lust
Didn't seem to go any less
Covered in sheets he pulled her close
Resting his head on her Bossom
They still craved for more
Endless hours of sensual love making
In the wildest ways
They were still hot for each other
Wanting more and more
In every way possible
Like the lust was still underdose
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Silent Cries Of The Night
Thơ CaIt's a collection of few poems that I've written . The story book cover picture I took from Pinterest. Readers are welcome to share their thoughts and ideas.
