When you finally get to have me, where do you start? What will you do to help you quench that thirst? How do you take from me to get what you need? Where do you see your hands going first? How will you touch me? How do you see your body claiming mine? Hands touching… Continue reading Where Do You Start
Tag: Submission
Running
I think it is time for a run. No, not that kind of run. The kind of run where you are being chased. Can you imagine the effort someone puts into chasing you? The way they follow your every move, trying to pick just the right moment to let you know they are there, coming… Continue reading Running
a Hidden Piece of Me
There is a hidden piece of me that only he knows. I don't like to share her with just anyone, but he has a way of pulling her out of me. It is the girl that wants to be good. It is the lover that needs to feel his desire. It is the child within… Continue reading a Hidden Piece of Me
Mothering
Today is one of those days that not everyone is happy and celebrating. I am a mother, but I do not spend every day appreciating that role. I feel some guilt, knowing I have taken on some of my mother's avoidant attachment styles. There is some generational trauma that I wish I could have broken.… Continue reading Mothering
Take Me
I need to be taken. Taken seriously. Taken to bedTaken outTaken with loveTaken with a fiery passionTaken with your beltTaken in hand Take me in all the ways you feel. Take me with your love and take me with care, but take me in a way that lets me know you need me. You need… Continue reading Take Me
