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I’m Only Just Getting Started
You left me feeling all kinds of
different
when you kicked the door off it’s hinges
took me for a ride
your name screaming fuck-you
through my veins
yeah
it was fucking hot
you took my pre-cum
left me
covered in your cunt-juice
looked back haughty
cocky
letting desire
ooze down your thighs like
it was nothing
because you got
what you needed
and now
my cock’s straining like a wild animal
and you’re the prey
since this game of
fuck me/fuck you
is being played with no rules
no holds barred
and no punches pulled
I’m going to hunt
the edges of my instincts
honed to a slick sharpened edge
I follow you
see your jaunty little swagger
the click, click, click of your heels
a red flag to a bull
You take the elevator
I wait
to find out what floor you’re on,
hoping it’s not too far down
Only one level
below me….
I hit the stairs
soft
pad of my naked feet
pattering like the paws of a lion
I gently turn the handle
open the door as silent as possible
your back is to me
you fumble with the keys
I take 15 steps
and slide my brutal
arms around your neck
cutting off your cry
whisper in your ear
I’m not finished yet….
different
when you kicked the door off it’s hinges
took me for a ride
your name screaming fuck-you
through my veins
yeah
it was fucking hot
you took my pre-cum
left me
covered in your cunt-juice
looked back haughty
cocky
letting desire
ooze down your thighs like
it was nothing
because you got
what you needed
and now
my cock’s straining like a wild animal
and you’re the prey
since this game of
fuck me/fuck you
is being played with no rules
no holds barred
and no punches pulled
I’m going to hunt
the edges of my instincts
honed to a slick sharpened edge
I follow you
see your jaunty little swagger
the click, click, click of your heels
a red flag to a bull
You take the elevator
I wait
to find out what floor you’re on,
hoping it’s not too far down
Only one level
below me….
I hit the stairs
soft
pad of my naked feet
pattering like the paws of a lion
I gently turn the handle
open the door as silent as possible
your back is to me
you fumble with the keys
I take 15 steps
and slide my brutal
arms around your neck
cutting off your cry
whisper in your ear
I’m not finished yet….
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