Rough Her Up

Bite her nipples, fierce and tight,
Painful pleasure through the night,
Sink your teeth, ignite the fire,
Raw sensations, dark desire.

Grip her fiercely, firm and hard,
Push her limits, disregard,
Feel the tension, rougher play,
In her throes, no words to say.

Fingers, toys, with sudden thrust,
Push them quickly, heed the lust,
Painful cries, a lustful plea,
Drenched in carnal ecstasy.

Painal depths, with forceful might,
No preparation, sheer delight,
Stretching wide, the burn and ache,
In this rough embrace, partake.

Yank her hair, a primal scream,
Forceful tugs, a wicked dream,
No gentle touch, just pure demand,
In your grip, her will unmanned.

Choke her breath, the gasping plea,
Teetering on the edge of free,
Boundaries blur, a wild ride,
In this dangerous tide, abide.

Scratch her skin, draw out the blood,
Marks of passion, crimson flood,
Harder, deeper, leave your trace,
In this violent, fierce embrace.

Thrusts relentless, fast and deep,
Rough and brutal, make her weep,
Surrender to the primal fight,
Lost within the dark of night.

Foreplay spurned, dive right in,
Painful bliss beneath her skin,
No warm-up, just the sharp invade,
In this raw and wild cascade.

Boundaries pushed, a thin veneer,
Taste the edge of pain and fear,
In rough passion’s dark domain,
Lose yourself in pleasure’s pain.