Night Visit

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Looking up from beneath her hair
her eyes gleam with a fire that will not be quenched
the shadows that the moon leaves upon her skin
shimmer with the desire filling the room
intoxicating, overpowering, unable to escape

Such intensity, unsuspected
devilish grin plays on her lips
her eyes smoldering
a crimson nail touches her parted lip
your unable to speak...or scream
her hair cascades down her shoulders
ebony waves so soft so deadly
cannot look away
dare not to
she speaks in a hiss

"Shhhhhh....."

The nails rake across your skin
a shudder arises
You tremble...but cannot move
A smile parts to a flash of white and a gasp escapes your mouth

Her eyes pin you like a moth species to be examined under her gaze
her tongue snakes across her lips ever so slowly
delicately...erotically
her body seems to move in waves
against the moonlit shadows
her breathing echos in the darkened room and you feel it nearing you
you cannot move to save your self
your her toy and wish to be so far away

Her breath on the back of your neck
your body feels it penetrate deep within
rousing your passion against your will

Her fingertips at your throat...sliding down to your chest
the nails raising a chill
a tremble as the path is being traced
your body moving against your will to feel more
yet none is given
thighs being touched
your body melting into itself to feel sweet release...
your heart pounding
breathing quickens
just as you feel her hands
at the entrance of your utmost desire
her lips brush against yours in the softest of kisses
reaching out for her to hold
empty space meet your hands
eyes widen
silent darkened room
she is gone again...

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LeBrozLeBrozover 18 years ago
~~

Is that frustration I hear speaking

through such sweet dreams?