Unleash the Beast Within

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I see you. My husband, my love, soon to be my lover.

I see you, looking at me, desiring me, wanting me. Come, I want you to see, to know me. Take me to your lair, to your bed, take me. Hold me, love me, cherish me. Use words, use touch, use you, use me. Your hands cup my face, you touch me, you smell me, you dance in my hair. Your finger finds that spot on the back of my neck, below the hairline, it awakens desire. My knees buckle; you know me.

I sense your swelling desire. I want to satisfy it, to know you. You bring my lips to yours, you taste them, lick them, spread them with your tongue. You find mine, you taste it, you suck on it. You are knowing me.

You step back, you see my eyes, you look into them, you see desire. I long for you to know me. Look at me, play with me, be satisfied by me, know me. Turn me around, press into me, I want to feel, to know your desire for me. Wrap your arms around me, squeeze my breasts. I want to feel, to know your desire for me. Slide your hands down across my belly, across my mound. I want to feel, to know your desire for me. Search, find, explore the treasure between my legs. I want to feel, to know your desire for me.

Place your mouth on my neck, suckle on that spot, that melts my heart and brings forth dew in my gardens. Grab a breast, grope the intimate place, turn up the heat of desire. I want to feel, to know your desire for me. Release the white covering, hiding the gift of my body. Let it fall to the floor, twirl me around like a princess in the ballroom of your lair.

Admire your gift, devour with your eyes my back, my ass, my legs, my lips, my breasts, me. Look at my stiffened nipples, swelling with my desire, longing for your touch, longing to please you, to be pinched between your fingers, to be pulled by your mouth, to be encouraged by your staff. Look at me, look at my heaving breasts, play with them, touch them, hold them, caress them, love on them with your hands, with your lips, with your swollen desire.

Look dry, barren hills, the valley between them. They are parched, they thirst. Water them, give them drink, flood them, a torrent like a river. Look at me, play with me, be satisfied by me, know me.

Look at me, look at my body, put your arms around my waist, kiss my belly, trail your tongue down, down, down. Look at my hips, look at the forest, look to the treasure, longing to be found, to be known by you.

Come, lead me across the floor of your lair, lift me, lay me bed, see and know me. Come, play with your treasure, open it, explore, drink its refreshing waters, dance in discovery. Come, play me, stir up my desire, cradle me in your left arm, play upon my instrument with your right hand.

Play, dance, make me shout in song, my song. You have brought satisfaction, you have begun to know me. I have sung my song, but there’s another verse to be sung by you. Come, I will play with you, play with your desire, your swelling desire dripping with dew, with my right hand I caress your rod, with the left I cradle a bag of jewels.

Look at me, look to my breasts, satisfy your eyes and cause to stiffen the staff in my hands. Look at me at the table before you, a table of delight. Look at me, I have spread my legs, sit between them, I will wrap them around you and pull you up to sit at the table.

Come, I will play with you, rest your staff upon the table, lay your head on my breasts, eat the feast prepared there, suckle my tits, satisfy your thirst. Come, my play is not satisfied, pick up your staff, approach the gates, enter the temple prepared for you, and know me.

Continue with your feasting, the cistern of my breasts is not empty. You are not yet drunk with the wine of my love. Thrust your staff into the temple, search in the hidden places, walk into the deepest recesses, dance, dance, dance.

I look to your face, to your eyes. They are open, but see nothing. Even so, your focus is me, the sweet liqueur of my body, in me, being one with me, knowing and being known. The dance ends. You pour out your love, the white wine of your joy.

You have slaked my thirst, you have watered the gardens, you have seen my beauty. I am full of your love. You have given me joy.

You have seen me. You know me.

 

 

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