#wordist

Oh, you.

You of the curves,

And the teasing grins.

You of the purple, with

Richly proportions curves.

You, who causes strong men

To tremble and weak ones

To find strength...

You’re longing...craving...

To be stripped.

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Not of your clothing and sensibilities

But of your fears and

Distractions.

Your wandering and wondering.

Stripped bare...

No longer bearing burdens alone,

But shared in the way that

Love is meant to be.

Owned and beholden,

Stripped of expectations and

Left naked...kneeling,

With the most peaceful smile

On that pretty face.

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You of the luxuriously soft skin,

And the notoriously softer heart.

You of great strength and even

Greater purpose.

You, who sees the best in others,

While yet seeing the flaws beneath her own surface..

I see you. I’ve found you.

Stripped. Bared.

Nakedly kneeling

With a smile on your face

And a teasing grin in your heart.

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Oh...

You....

Is it bad that I want to make you

Cum? That I want

To make you

Run

Up the walls after you have

Succumbed?

Is it bad that I want to spank your

Buns? And make them all warm..

While i admire how your skin

Brightly burns?

You turn me on..and

You light a fire,

And

You've started a blaze that has raised

My attentions.

And i wish i could attempt

To earn your affectation,

But words get in the way,

And then daydreams start to happen.

Is it bad that I wanna bring a smile to your face?

When i emerge from between your thighs

With your cream on my

Face?

Not just a little taste,

But then my hands around your waist..

Taking you from behind

While pillows cradle your face?

It's not a race, more like a marathon..

Quickening the pace as your body starts to

Quake...and

Shake..

And thrusting and pushing

Until your words gush,

And you can't trust your body

Cause the feeling is....such..

Then again, maybe I talk too much.

Then again, if i could reach out and touch..

You'd want me to make you

Cum.

You'd want me to have you

Run

Up the walls while you succumb to what

I've done.

Cause, well..

I want to...

To you...

Do you...

Could you, would you

Let me touch you tenderly?

The back of my hands rubbing you

Extensively?

Could you, would you

Curl your body closer to me?

Relishing the soft feel

And my loving decree?

Could you, would you

Look me in the eyes closely?

Could you handle the heat

As it envelopes us slowly?

Would you fight the feeling that I'm giving you now?

As you're reading these words

Can you imagine me now?

Could you would you,

Cup my head and pull me in

As I'm tasting your nipples,

Sharply biting your skin?

Could you breathe, would you try

As I suckle them nicely

Or would the only sounds made be soft sighs

With closed eyes?

Could you? Would you?

Enjoy the trek, as my fingertips move in circles

At the nape of your neck?

Could you would you

Feel the burn as my nibbles get quicker

Down your tum

Towards your vag

Keying in on your clitter?

Would my slow tease cause you physical distress?

Just maybe, would you, baby

Want me to take what's left?

Could you, would you

Feel the juices gather, ready to flow

As my tongue touches your labia,

Would you be ready to blow?

Would one lick on one side,

Then a lick on the other

Have your whispering my name

Would I become your fav lover?

Would you

Force my head in closer between

Get my face covered in your tasty sheen?

Could you, would you

Feel me poised for a grand entrance

Deeply entranced in my eyes,

Are you ready to dance?

The mood enhanced

Only 2 existing in the room

As I slide myself in

Would you feel the BOOM?

Would your legs wrap around me

As you drown me deeply?

Each stroke speaking of passion

And two bodies who are needing

The release that has been building

From then to now?

Eyes closed, lips meeting

Then an explosion plows.

Would the electricity that the bomb provides

Start in your middle, working quickly to your legs and thighs?

Would the tremble cause you to shiver

Would your back arch towards me

As I thrust continually through your moaning?

Could you, would you,

Feel my burst, and my words released?

All of my pent up expression finally being released?

Could you would you,

Shudder as I whisper your name,

Holding you tightly through the storm

As it passes again?

Then could you, would you?

Come down slowly with me?

Relishing in the sex that has been born between?

And as these words play out in the front of your mind

Could you want me?

I’m trouble.

Wrapped in brown skin

With full lips

And a penchant for using

Stimulating words with aplomb

And effect.

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I’m trouble

With brown eyes and

White teeth

And a brain that works

A hundred miles per second

Trying to figure out

How to take you from 0-100.

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I’m trouble

Holding handcuffs

And steel chains

And the remote to your

Favorite vibe-laden undies.

Shall we go high? In public?

Yessssss.

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I’m trouble,

With the licking of my lips

And the touch of skilled fingertips

And the tip of my leaking cock

Over your waiting lips

And erect nipple tips.

I’m the shiver up your spine,

That incessant wondering in your mind

That if I were lined up from behind..

Would one stroke shatter you?

Or would you find yourself

At the mercy of my linguistic binds

Writhing and walking Up the walls

While trouble invades your walls

With enough force and skill

To shatter you into millions of

Tiny, wet pieces.

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I’m trouble.

I’ll bet you’re looking for me.

You may not be looking to get into me,

But be warned...