Slayed
To feel that warmth and strength against me
The taste of smoke and wine as his tongue searches
My pale skin oiled with almond and lavender
He closes his eyes as his hands slide across my waiting
flesh
My head is filled with sensations
I thrust my hips against his feeling how he feels
I am slick dripping honey
I am dizzy drowning feeling weightless
He is way beyond control
His sword lances me with such meaning
I moan
He gasps
I can’t move numbed with pleasure
He smiles