he may be innocent and a lovesome soul but he plays wicked extremely wicked when he seduces me with his outspoken eyes and beguiling gaze and how fondly he moves towards me and makes me his own and I’m gone melted in his arms and dissolved -SHREYA
I still dig my face in your chest at nights, And lay warm in your embrace the same way I used to. My hands around you, Your breaths touching my hair and neck, Your hands around my waist. Yes, I cosset with you, In my reverie. At times, I feel to touch you, Other times… Continue reading Don’t you know my love?
I want his delicacy and warmth yearning for mine Tasting my cravings and desires His hands enfolded in mine The butterflies fluttering in my stomach Healing my curves and scars entwined within -SHREYA
Quench my lust and thirst, darling. I am starving. -SHREYA
Tonight Let me guide your fingers, To the doors of heaven. And their touch play verses On my skin, Playfully And rhythmically. The heated delight in you, Asks for my admittance, And my soul will echo To your artistic movements. -SHREYA
Tonight Touch me sharp Kiss me slow Swallow me deep -SHREYA
Parting my thighs apart Craving for your thrust inwards Teasing you my fingers down my lips And my soft curves staring at your nakedness I flooded myself with your electrifying essence and voluptuous presence -SHREYA