If there’s one thing a man can’t resist is a half naked woman dancing for him and him only, it makes them feel like they’re in control when in fact they have surrendered.
I slowly run my hands through his hair and he knew exactly what to do next. I can finally feel us skin to skin, he’s burning and I need to stop biting my lip or I’ll bleed.
The best thing about having a bar at home is that you can drink and play on it. Tonight we play. He’s always liked grabbing me around like a doll and before I realize it, he lifted me up and put me on the bar and his mouth is ever so close to mine. Teasing was a game created in hell and this is why souls are burning, it wasn’t sins that led them there it was being so close to someone and not indulging.
I can’t help it, my mouth has a mind of its own and it keeps calling for him. Whoever thought the only way of communicating was through words clearly never knew what it was like to talk with your body. All I need to do is put my legs around him and slowly tilt my head. My neck isn’t only my weak spot, it’s also his. And just like that I got his tongue with mine, sweet surrender.
I should’ve known better than to leave the scarf misplaced. I should’ve known better than to crave him this badly and now his evil smirk is bragging. You can tie my arms to my back and blindfold me if you want, but the game has just begun and I just feel like playing all night long.
There are different ways a man would look at a woman: There’s anger and frustration when both parts fail to express themselves; there’s a subtle twinkle when she’s making him feel like he owns the world. But then there’s my favorite, they don’t really care about being kings of the world, they just want to be kings and they want their queen for their own viewing and touching pleasure, their look is so dark and stinging that it could reveal your most sick and twisted secrets, but it also means they’re completely mesmerized by the sight and nothing could take them away from it. If a man ever looks at you that way it means you’ve got their undivided attention.
I was the tied one but now I have his eyes on me.
He knows my weaknesses and I know he won’t use them, not just yet. With a bottle in hand he gently grabs my hair and lays me down, with my arms on my back my body is arched, my legs are bent and slightly inviting, I can tell now that’s the view he was looking for.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hbvqpd/this_is_war_part_2