Wrap your hand around me. Touch me any way you want. Show me your hands need to mark me. Need to be on me. Take me to the edge of what you desire.
Tag: Marks
Marks
I miss the marks on my thighs from teeth biting into me. I miss the lips that drag across your neck and teeth skimming the surface looking for the perfect place to dig in. I miss that energy and want it with that special someone that can show me how tasty they think I am.… Continue reading Marks
Marks
He has never made a physical mark on my body, but he has marked me. Some of those are now gone. There is a part of our relationship that is no more, messages and comments and love shared through words and emojis. They have been wiped out. I think I understand why, but I am… Continue reading Marks
What do I Want
I want your name written across my body. I want you to mark me more than just skin deep. I want you to draw more than just my blood.
Bruised
I have started to post pictures online more frequently. When I first started on a certain social media site, I was not very active at all. A question came through today that made me think about why. A lot of that time in the beginning was just taking everything in. It can be overwhelming. It… Continue reading Bruised
Lisa Gray 