Last night was one for the books. You know how powerful we are. You order me via Uber and I deliver my body and soul. I hope you enjoy your meal. We get home and there they are, the endless minutes looking into your eyes. You look into mine and you see all of me. We wait. We take our time. Rufus plays and if you want me, I'm yours. You touch me and every inch of my skin feels you. You go on top of me and we become one. I breath into your ears and wisper my heart and soul out. I know you hear me even if I don't say a word. We don't really know what we are doing yet we know exactly how to make each other feel good. We know how to hurt, we know how to heal. Some say we're crazy. We don't care. We live in a sacred bubble of love and sweat. I feel your lips pressing against mine and an ocean flows between us. It's not just me anymore. I make you flow in your waters. I like to hear you moan as if you were a gentle princess. I like to be your toy, your doll, your brat wife. I like it when you leave a mark. I like it when your head is between my legs and you feed off of me. I like it when our kisses are just embraces between our faces and tongues. I like it when you let me play you too. I like it when I'm inside you and I too make you crazy. I'm free, yet I'm yours. I could spend all my hours dancing on your lap. I could wake up on your spoon and still be wet years from now. As long as you're happy, as long as I am, we set each other free. I A year to bloom and the timer now rang. O pão de beijo está pronto. We did the work first and now we reap. Smiles, moans, waters and pleasure tears. Make me crazy, make me love you, make me free.
