Tag erotica
I open my eyes to find him staring at me.
Remembrance of our lovemaking causes a flush to stain my cheeks.
Gently he tugs at the sheet, his eyes never leaving mine.
The whirring of the fan caresses my breast, hardening the nipple.
His eyes flash mischievously before lowering his head,
the lightness of his tongue dances along my throat,
inching its way closer, my skin tingling with anticipation.
Instead, he throws back the sheet, exposing me completely.
I gasp, try to pull back but he throws it to the floor.
As you slam me against the wall
Your lips locked with mine
In a heady kiss
Dripping with lust
And the taste of my desire
My naked body contorts
Against your own pale flesh
Trapped between you and the cold wall
As shivers run down my spine
And your hard prick sinks slowly
Between my legs
I cry out with pleasure
Wanting more
Needing more
Kissing you deeply
You swallow my moan
And make it your own
Soft sighs torn from slicked lips.
Watching, waiting,
Tempted, taken,
Anticipation building and threatening
To take over.
Through the windowpane she sees
Two as one.
Needing to write herself in the story,
Not yet done.
I would breathe
if I could but
that would mean
letting you go.
So I hold a
gala for you
in the echoes
of my mouth.
As you dance
across my palate
I begin to savor
the sweetness of you,
Speaking gifted expressions
in a lost language
spilling sex
and desire
You inspire me
to write for you
I rise to the divine condition
and elicit carnal positions
No longer thinking
Animal instincts take over
I never stop scratching
I leave as many marks
as climaxed urges
I’m a savage
I ravage
Rawrrrr
Sexually
attacking
you
Cannibalistic
you make me
wanna eat you
A primal need
Circling
the tongue
tip plays
Latin Legs
She shimmies past on heels that won’t end,
latin legs luring me closer and closer.
The music drifts throughout the club,
the sultry beat matching my heart’s tempo…
She slinks onto the floor, hands on her hips,
pouty lips beckoning to me from afar.
Wild beats and wicked movement,
begging and pleading without a word,
as I sit there, gaze riveted on you,
I cannot break the link between us,
and I don’t even want to.
Latin legs luring me to the end of the line,
as I stand and move closer,
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
