The Morning After  I won’t wash my bedsheets because they still smell of our sex, an intoxicating aroma of sensual extravagance. I woke up again after you left, still in a dream state, and h

The Morning After  I won’t wash my bedsheets because they still smell of our sex, an intoxicating aroma of sensual extravagance. I woke up again after you left, still in a dream state, and h The Morning After  I won’t wash my bedsheets because they still smell of our sex, an intoxicating aroma of sensual extravagance. I woke up again after you left, still in a dream state, and held the pillow against my face … the pillow that your head slept on, and my arousal bloomed again. I ached for you. I laid there breathing in your scent, reliving the unexpected passion of last night.  The flashes come in sultry frames like an old timey movie your tongue plumbing the soft warmth of my mouth … gentle kisses that quietly turn more immediate and impassioned. A firm grip around my throat as you peel my needy body off of yours, and position me across the bed, commanding me to stay still while you fetch your belt to decorate my ass with hot licks of the familiar leather. Over and over, in an unpredictable pattern, you shower my backside with attention until it turns the color of your desire, a deep blushing crimson-red. My ‘ thank you Sir’s ’ are breathless, and out of my pussy the nectar of desire flows unabated. You remark on how responsive my body is to your touch, I moan. I’m on the edge, I can burst into a billion fragments of light from a few more thrusts of your hand inside me, but you tell me “no, wait, not yet.” You plunge your fingers, wet with my juices, into my hungry mouth, and I whimper.  You pinch my nipples and I feel like I’m going to drown in the deep waters of denial as I fight off the urge to explode.  You flip me onto my back, pinning my arms behind me so you could whip my cunt and tits as I cried out. I held still for you, as still as I could, and you praise me for taking your beating so well.  You dive down and your tongue explores the folds between my legs while my eyes rock back into my head. I can’t hold out, I can’t stay on the edge of arousal without spilling off the side into the abyss, but you don’t let me … you won’t let me go. You’re right there with me, holding me, taking my breath away, and then letting me draw in oxygen quickly before forcing your cock into my mouth. I’m grateful for this – I love having you inside of my mouth, and eagerly suck and swallow your shaft. You pull away, leaving me empty and desperate, as I claw against the bedsheets, thrashing my head in an effort to get you back in, but you’re positioning yourself between my legs. You push them apart and mount me, searing into my sex with an animalistic determination. Our eyes lock and we’re connected in that moment.  Deep, guttural moans eminate from somewhere primal within us, and we relish in the fact that this is not ordinary love making, no, this is intense passion in the form of raw desire.  Our love blooms.   ~Aurora Leigh #original #copywritten sluttyrory.tumblr.com #Roughdraft

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