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Burning Inside
"Fuck me"
I breathe these words down your neck as you balance your weight on top of me, you push yourself deep inside me-- Spreading me open, holding me against the springs of my bed. My wet warmeth trickles down my legs, my inner thighs, soaking up into my sheets. My moisture explodes from between me as you cover my mouth with your hand and slam yourself in me. The spark ignites and I am burning as I beg you to keep going and to never stop. I am begging you to kill me, fuck me, destroy me-- Make me yours and yours alone. I release again and then you collapse on me, exhausted from pleasure and came from ecstasy. Pull out and I close up, curl up inside myself and the fire inside of me smolders to little burning ambers of heat. But our love burns through the sheets and into our hearts.
The word "Fuck" is now not dirty or wrong but the feeling of you pushing, shoving, slamming, burying yourself in me. Causing me painful arousal and satisfying pleasure.
So "fuck me" is "love me", "kill me" is "don't let me be alone", and "destroy me is "break me to the point where only you can fix me."
Make me cry.
Make me scream.
Make me die, so I may be reborn.
Screw me.
Cut me.
Kill me.
Fuck me.
As long as you love me in the end, recreate Shakespeare's phrase "The beast with two backs". Take me as yours and yours alone, love me in ways that no one has ever loved me and no one else will ever love me. Love me and never leave me, hold me but don't restrain me, kiss me but do not suffocate me. Claim me but do no own me, save me but do not play with me.
Keep my heart, mind, soul and body all in your hands.
Protect me from the demons and save me from the razors I hold too close to my hands.
Take me under your weight, hide yourself inside me and make me scream out of love, make me melt from the burning match that you press into my wax made body, the wick into the candle and how love is the flame making my wax melt and the fire grow more hot.
Deeper--Warmer.
Harder--Hotter.
Inside of me, I'm melting.
Don't stop-- It's driving me to the climax, to the point I am going to go insane.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
Make me yours.
Light my fire.
Melt me.
Stay inside me.
Don't let me go.
Hold me, forever.
I'm yours.
Oh God. . .
I'm burning inside.
I breathe these words down your neck as you balance your weight on top of me, you push yourself deep inside me-- Spreading me open, holding me against the springs of my bed. My wet warmeth trickles down my legs, my inner thighs, soaking up into my sheets. My moisture explodes from between me as you cover my mouth with your hand and slam yourself in me. The spark ignites and I am burning as I beg you to keep going and to never stop. I am begging you to kill me, fuck me, destroy me-- Make me yours and yours alone. I release again and then you collapse on me, exhausted from pleasure and came from ecstasy. Pull out and I close up, curl up inside myself and the fire inside of me smolders to little burning ambers of heat. But our love burns through the sheets and into our hearts.
The word "Fuck" is now not dirty or wrong but the feeling of you pushing, shoving, slamming, burying yourself in me. Causing me painful arousal and satisfying pleasure.
So "fuck me" is "love me", "kill me" is "don't let me be alone", and "destroy me is "break me to the point where only you can fix me."
Make me cry.
Make me scream.
Make me die, so I may be reborn.
Screw me.
Cut me.
Kill me.
Fuck me.
As long as you love me in the end, recreate Shakespeare's phrase "The beast with two backs". Take me as yours and yours alone, love me in ways that no one has ever loved me and no one else will ever love me. Love me and never leave me, hold me but don't restrain me, kiss me but do not suffocate me. Claim me but do no own me, save me but do not play with me.
Keep my heart, mind, soul and body all in your hands.
Protect me from the demons and save me from the razors I hold too close to my hands.
Take me under your weight, hide yourself inside me and make me scream out of love, make me melt from the burning match that you press into my wax made body, the wick into the candle and how love is the flame making my wax melt and the fire grow more hot.
Deeper--Warmer.
Harder--Hotter.
Inside of me, I'm melting.
Don't stop-- It's driving me to the climax, to the point I am going to go insane.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
Make me yours.
Light my fire.
Melt me.
Stay inside me.
Don't let me go.
Hold me, forever.
I'm yours.
Oh God. . .
I'm burning inside.
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