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Hail Mary

A game, one I will purposely lose.
I pushed your buttons, in hopes
In hopes, that you might tear mine loose
Anger, around you, it flares
Hands that leash out, they choke
The primal growl, you don’t care
Lips numb from my teeth, anticipating
You move slightly, situating
In a flash the cool wall meets my back
The air is cut with a loud slap
The heat from my cheek is multiplied
By the heat that is making its way between my thighs
I suppose other girls would cry, such a pity
But I will always ask for more, if you let me.
My open mouth is gasping for air, the hand tightens
Your teeth play down my jaw, “Aren’t you frightened”
I cut back a laugh, knowing it’ll earn another hit.
Words escape me, I struggle.
Fire in your eyes, suddenly lit.
Is this what its like to be coddled?
My hips to their own accord reach for yours.
This tease, this foreplay, the desire it pours,
It pours from me as need to be intertwined
No, not need, the want, the excuse.
“No,” word came out as a whine.
Shall I fight? A look in your eyes tells me its no use.
The pout appears, I look up from beneath curling lashes.
And suddenly the hands relaxed.
The hunger within our eyes, matches.
Arms above my head, I’m pinned
Your mouth to my neck, forgive me, Father for I will sin.
I will sin until I surround you
I will sin until my body trembles around you
Soft sounds dance from my lips
Fingers prowl through my hair
Your body finds my hips
The bites encase me, I love this feeling everywhere
I can’t tell where I end and you begin
My eyes roll in pleasure
I don’t believe in God, but god is this a sin.
I breathe you in in deep measure.
Your smell is just how I remember
The burn of desire, sprouted from that ember
I forget of my place, my nails dig down your core
Hands replace your mouth to my neck
“Did I say touch me, little whore?”
Masochistic in nature, yet a mischievous thing.
Giggles erupt from my throat, just a little ring.
I know I am done, my personal devil, one I do own
“You gonna fuck me yet,” I moan.
“I’m not a little girl you, needn’t entice.”
Clothes ripped from my body
Your laugh sends chills down my spine.
“Think you’re big enough, here’s your prize,”
The desire inside me swells, I bite my lip softly.
The looks of innocence, they can be such sweet lies.
 “Well, are you? Or do I need to fuck you like you’re mine?”
His eyes glaze over, unfocused. I know I’ve won.
The thought of him in me dances across his face.
He slowly complies.
        A blissful nirvana, until we both, are done.
     Here’s to the start of the chase.
Written by MasochistWitch
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