I have lover, powerful, witty and erotic. We are like godesses of love
From the dimmed light, her diamond band shone.
Reminding me that the woman I am claiming already belonged to someone.
Anger, pain and jealousy ate my heart.
I grabbed her left hand, removed the offending jewel.
He stared at me, memorizing my face. Our skin hot with sweat and sex. He kissed, nipped my lower lip and sucked on my tongue. He kept whispering he loves me with his every strong Yet pleasurable thrusts inside me. “The situation is now in your favor.” He thrusted harder once more. He then stopped,…
“Patience is a virtue, my love,” he whispered to her as he gently pulled the strings on her shoulder, like the delicate strings of his violin, her body created more excitement in him.