Sinful Erotica by Anna Rose

Wet with anticipation,
As my mind loses control
And every nerve starts to shake
With excitement.

Your breasts against my own,
Taking the lead,
The conductor of my soul’s band
As my heart races, beating faster.

Dominate me,
Make me fall into your deep desire.
A passionate embrace of tenderness

With our bodies…such pure electricity.

Intoxicating, captivating.
Leaving me mesmerized
As your body sways, exploring me
And I scream in fulfillment.

This love we share, between you and I
Of course it is a sin, so barely legal.
Rules are meant to be broken, my love
In our bittersweet world of sinful erotica.

Sandra Reynolds

Sandra Reynolds

Editor at NY Literary Magazine
Sandra earned her B.A. in English. She works part-time as a freelance writer and proofreader. Sandra was born in Massachusetts and currently resides in NYC with her fiance and their adorable pug.
Sandra Reynolds