Fiend

Pull me in
Inside your peace
Let me feel your sweet release
My need, to see you lose control
Your senses break
Your body roll

Let my touch drive you insane
My lips, you quench
Like desert rain
My addiction
What I need
Your lust, my drug
You turn me fiend

I break with every quiver sent
Your pulse, my breath
My will, you've bent
Cry aloud, desires pleas
Your little death
My ecstasy

Reviews

[Elizabeth Porterfield]

Wow..... just wow... :) I don't know what else to say other than I really like it:) great job:) very detailed:)

[Whimsy Gonser]

Thank you ❤ I enjoyed writing it

[Elizabeth Porterfield]

Interesting use of the French meaning for orgasm btw:)