He could be worth the trouble.
desires can imprison
and yet, they free you
taken right to the edge where you almost break
and then they mend you whole again
Haven’t we all encountered an intense attraction that could make us lose control? I know I have, a few actually if I’m being honest. 😉
How can one define attraction?
I look at you and I am entranced.
A beautiful face. A gorgeous body.
A clever, creative, independent mind.
A generous heart. A submissive sexual soul.
I do not know if the rest of the world sees you as I see you.
I do not care.
To me, you are so incendiary
you could burn your way
out of Hell
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Photo by Mark Velasquez. Model is Ashley Amarillas
I posted this some years ago. I can still be set on fire.
I will always breathe deeply when I read these lines… 🙂
The slit in her dress made me want to trace down it with my finger—the exotic print and her lovely figure so inviting. Her angelic face and demeanor hinted as much as the edge of my sinewy flesh brushed along the white lace of her evening wear. I began to listen to her softly sighing in the still room as her back started to arch. Our bodies are drawn into an infinite embrace. Wild, feverish fumblings in that moment hastily demanded a connection, one with an intense pitch.
Her husband’s insistent knock on the bathroom door sadly interrupted our desires.
the sight of you
the thoughts in my head
in my mouth
in between my legs
my whole body
with the thought of you
my lover’s glance
to an intimate world
out of control
the fireworks kind
and yet giving it all
He opened his mouth. Then my clothes fell right off.
You’re not my type.
But I want you.
Grasp for me now
while I still have the nerve.
Be my sinful digression.
A lusty misdeed.
Come tend to this cold fire.
Raise my temperature.
I swell to your dauntless kisses
and searing touches.
Oh, Tazanna. I see you.
What a sublime vision.
My mind’s eye sees your majesty.
The glorious and superb, the marvelous.
And the million other adjectives describing your presence.
I’m there reveling in it.
Swept away but immobile.
Will you notice me?