Sore in agony of last nights past with his presence inside my bones and his tongue tasting sweet of mango and smelling of musky man
Tension within the air
it’s two magnets between our characters
So surreal I don’t want to go home
I’m afraid he won’t be there once I’m not a hoe
I want to tear him into shreds and live inside his skin
Be inside his head, I wonder then if it would all make sense?
Bittersweet moment we’ve been naked this whole time
Cooking me eggs and massaging me hes so kind
As he rolls a blunt I am focused on not much else other than his tongue or maybe it’s his emerald shining eyes
How they burrow into my soul making me want to devour every inch of his mind
seeping my energy into his blood cells so he can’t forget me
I’m not in love but I cannot deny it was more than a fuck
Staying up all night making love until sunrise
To sleep is hard
But he is harder
as my heart is racing
Breathing faster
All I can think about is how he wrapped me inside of his world for just a little while
And I feel special like he says I am
My daddy issues are showing, it’s obvious to see
When I tell him “daddy be proud of me”
And he smiles at me seeing how pretty I look with black makeup smudged and almost tears are running down my imaginary cheeks
I feel like a little girl again
Wanting to please his every fantasy
I am a melted mess of emotions desperately wanting to be seen
He touches me and it feels for a moment I could be complete
Electric shocked through his thick prize
Almost strangers, but not quite
He’s half mysterious and half mine even if it was just a night
He engulfs love into me forcefully through my pussy only to find its way into my heart
It’s only right when I feel his cock in my womb
And all those silly rules of mine go out the window
If this goes any further I am going to ask for babies in less than the amount of proper time
“Push me inside please I want to make myself a permanent home inside of your mind”
That’s my thought process no matter how long we go, I cannot get enough
Intoxicating me, I feel addicted to his touch
Looking to him for direction if I did good or if I should fuck him again
I am blacked out in another world of ecstasy collapsed on the bed
Jealousy he expresses “I don’t share”
Possessive.
I circle my fingernails upon his skin
I write on his back “M I N E”
He expresses how good it feels
And at the moment I know that my maneater tricks are working
But I don’t want to throw this one out
He’s conceptual art in living form
I swirl my jewelry box on his thick cock and I spell my name
Sex magic and he has no idea
The power I possess
I want him to want me
I want to keep him all to myself
I don’t care if it’s too soon
I am crazy
Psycho
Crazy
My mind is a mess and I need more that it’s hard to even write
Give me more
give me more
And then give me even more
I don’t only want to receive
It’s just I am only desperate to
Blow your mind
And make you never leave
Please daddy be proud of me
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nzdun4/magnets_in_the_form_of_strangers