Chained To His Passion

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Chains of habit are too light to be felt until they are too heavy to be broken

Warren Buffett

Submitted: January 26, 2019

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Submitted: January 26, 2019




Park South Hotel

New York, New York


Chained to his passion

Blurred lies for me, consuming me to be adored like a wicked fashion

His tongue slowly nipping at the nape of my neck

Licking down the curvature of my spine

Mm…allow my mind to lose its way


My body his compass to find the rapture of me within

A world for us, electrical currents floating on air

Love me like a page snatched out my diary  

One moment in time, pleasure, no pain

No tears…gently kiss upon my fears


Someone to feel the depth of my heart

Stroke my mind, liaison desire locked deep inside me

Pampering the pedestal of my needs

Soft moans echoed while basking, sinking into my soft rain

Breathless…separating of self


I can’t breathe

No questions, answer to the call of my chaotic lust

Temptation brings no more trust

His palm dragging down my body

From behind…a lone finger inserting inside

Oh sweet mercy…


Closing my eyes to the torment of surrendering

Emotional defenseless, submitting

Eye to eye, breath to breath

Seductively gliding his tongue up and down my cleavage


The tip caressing my perky nipple

Leaning his head downward, tasted his future offering

My juicy fruit stood upon marinating

For his long tree to swing, sinking, sliding inside my being


Scented candles, a beautiful dim lit suite

Archive of passion rekindle…mmm…with a virile man in the driving seat

Hesitant by fate

Frightened my destiny

Does this emotion lead to road of carnal feast


Two willing bodies cumming upon the greet

Hard dicks…lay upon my silken salacious sheets

Sexual hunger for you without the soft vampiress’ teeth

Sinking the emotional taste of me as we bodily feed


Stealing your cravings, coveting your needs

Faded by the scorching heat, as you instill your pearly seeds

 Leaving your hard body with an emotion bleed for me

Waking up to an empty bed

Forgotten words, feeling expressed, ever said

Even in the depth of my dream

Chained to his passion

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