Post by Fela on Dec 16, 2005 7:57:58 GMT -5
Soft
Seduction,
in your voice,
at your fingertips.
You like to trace my lips,
then leave them unkissed.
You like the way I obey.
Let you bind my wrists...
like this.
You put one hand in my hair,
pull my face aside.
With a cruel intent,
you pay torturous attention
to my skin, leaving me bruised
a glorious shade of crimson.
You like the way I writhe beneath you,
the way I resist you doing the things you do.
You crave the sounds I make
and do whatever it takes to make me fight you.
You like the way I breathe when you're inside of me.
You like the way I hold your head until you've satified me.
You like the way I move against what you do
and the way I sound when I come.
Seduction,
in your voice,
at your fingertips.
You like to trace my lips,
then leave them unkissed.
You like the way I obey.
Let you bind my wrists...
like this.
You put one hand in my hair,
pull my face aside.
With a cruel intent,
you pay torturous attention
to my skin, leaving me bruised
a glorious shade of crimson.
You like the way I writhe beneath you,
the way I resist you doing the things you do.
You crave the sounds I make
and do whatever it takes to make me fight you.
You like the way I breathe when you're inside of me.
You like the way I hold your head until you've satified me.
You like the way I move against what you do
and the way I sound when I come.
