buckles bite her wrists and ankles pinching the raw flesh as she squirms moans of excitement escape when she peeks over her shoulder he knows she's looking she's a curious little kitten deliciously displayed on the Saltire, spread facing the wall his taunting toys revealed in

lilac dreams fade like perfume daubed upon sweat-slicked skin and memories refuse fit her soul anymore

It's not meant to be Comfortable It's meant to feel like faith The place that trust grows Where you know it is safe But I give you my hand To take To come Outside yourself Into my hold

She made hunger feel like tenderness She made possession feel like home ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

Beyond these ragged breaths And restless need Lies a tenderness in torture As our souls burn In midnight rapture Wandering hands And an intense desire to please I think I have always belonged to you And you belong to me

breathless this yearning spun from wildfire fingernails scraping an authentic frequency along a well-known playground savoring the hidden conditions of love's petaled decadence hidden as peace through silence battles the knife's edge every slow stroke a welcome death

A gentle possession My hand on your knee A subtle confession You feel Instinctively No words need to be said You see it in my eyes Glowing for you Like the moonrise

Matt Hodge 𝐇𝐨𝐝𝐠𝐞 released his debut Poetic story with Jam Jar in May, it’s available at Amazon now! link below 🩵🔥🩵 Recent review:~ “M Hodge and E Jade delicately allow others to share in the private intimacy of their blossoming love story” amzn.eu/d/gE3XCvc

Funishment Friday should be a thing Going to make it happen Happy Friday ☕️

One day All that I am. The good The bad I will lay at His feet Not because I surrender to Him But because my heart has found It's place It's exhale It's inhale My submission isn't about serving commands It's about loving Unconditional Because He has

Coffee & You

ropes tied parallel to shoulder blades that substitute for angel's wings thighs kneeling in prayer and grace all for a smile on your face #vss365 #parallel

Found my voice in the pause #Storyin6 Sixwords

your spine, love, an altar I kissed in blind devotion as you served the sacrament of my undoing

All of you Everything There is to give I want it

He teases My senses. Muddles his Thoughts.. With mine. A reckless thrill. Skin on red lace. Leather boots. A thirst for.. Heated friction. I entices He growls. I obey.. Both under The influence Of sweet Sensual.. Free will. His rough.. Callist hands And sharp Teeth bring..

Going through my archive to put into the book. Some of my writes were positively insufferable in 2022. Thanks for not unfollowing if you're an OG follower. 🖋

The taste of you Of your pleasure Melting in my mouth The way you move The way you breathe Reacting to my soft And smooth Unwavering heat