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Click hereBound To Be...
As you lie across our bed in our room off the hall...You hear my footsteps as they fall.
Your pulse quickens to a rapid beat. With short shallow breaths, you feel inside you, a rising heat.
You wonder suddenly; what will I do? When I finally come around the corner and onto you...
Will I seduce you with my eyes from the bedroom door? Kiss your neck and have you beg for more?
You throw your hand up to your lips. To stifle the heat, smouldering up from your hips.
I lean myself up against the wall. The images I'm seeing; are making me fall.
Fall into a deepening trance. So much so, that I fail to see your evocative glance.
How long I wonder, have you been waiting there? I can not tell by your smiling stare.
No matter now – for you are known. You can see that my passion has also grown.
Down on your knees, you crawl to me. Wanting me to take your body, to places that only I can see.
Like a minx, you stretch and purr aloud with delight. You do create such a splendid, sensuous sight.
I want to please you, and you receive all I can give. You are my air that I need to live.
You ask; "So my dear Sir, of me, what do you wish? You hold my heart, so I am yours in all of this."
As if a pet well trained, you start by kissing along my feet. Working your way up slowly till our lips finally meet.
I reward you sweetly, my promise I do keep – my kisses for you are long and deep.
Your sweet nectar starts dripping from your loins like milk. Trickling down your thighs, like a finely spun silk.
To hear you shudder in gasping delight, I know that I have done well. Your moans of pleasure, of contentment - they tell.
I stroke your hair softly and whisper quiet and sweet, while you are still bowed in front of my feet.
Your mouth moving softly you engulf the pulsing flow. I murmur quietly "My one true darling, I do love you so."
A tear gently traces a path from your cheek and ends its run on the ground. For us, nothing is greater nor more blessed be; than to be to each other – bound.