stillwatersrunhot:

coffeemorning-whiskeyevening:

Her hair held tightly in my fist
As I heat the flesh of her neck
With every breath I take.

My growls
Kisses
And bites

Leave her a panting whispered mess
With every word I speak into her ear.

Each another direction to
What I will do to her body.

– me with her

Starts with a kiss on your neck……