Italian heartbeat lover

Managed to get some hiking in too and had to try record my heart because she was pounding hard!

Imagine entering to the room

Watching me at your mercy lying in a table looking at you just for you to climb in top of me and lift my shirt to let space for both of your hand to caress my skin and later lay in top of my sternum, feeling my heart beat against them well knowing you are here to torment it and not to protect it.

And so you do as you push down my chest pressuring my pump into a crazy madness, each powerful beat moving your whole weight trying to fight against you filling your ears with a delicious murmur…

All while my hands grab your wrist as if trying to push deeper, enjoying every second of misery my heart is in… All for your content, your fantasies, your desires…

Stepping out today was an absolute error in judgment. Blood boiling, skin gleaming, and a heart rate that won't behave. Roxie is physically slamming against my chest today, completely unimpressed by the room temperature.

​I wanted to frame this breathless rhythm a bit differently today, so here is a quick stanza on the current state of affairs:

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The thermometer rises and the baseline destabilizes.

Flesh registers the pressure of a city on fire.

I watch the shadows contour against the frantic thudding—

an unwritten chart of adrenaline and atmospheric weight.

This is the heart bared to the room,

raced by nothing but the air itself.