Wolf (2)

Iíll whisper in your ear

"Offer your throat to me."


Eyes close

Your head falls back.


Teeth graze along the sensitive skin of your neck

Just before I bite down with perfect pressure.

Holding you still with my hand tangled in your hair,

Pulling back until your throat is arched and open for me.


Tongue, teeth and lips explore.

On to shoulders and back up

To slide along the line of your jaw.

To take your mouth with the same abandon.


Tongue exploring,

Teeth nipping,

Lips gliding,


You moan into my mouth.


Then I move back to that arched neck

And begin again.


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