Promised Ecstacy
He awaits in darkness, his whole being alive with anticipation
Her words burning through his thoughts
Images of promised ecstacy stirring his taught body
He senses her presence, smells her perfume, feels her touch
Her fingers brushing his lips, tasting of her
Ties preventing him, holding him
She stands above him flames illuminating her nakedness
He feels the burn hit his body, on his chest
Circling his nipples, the pain exciting him, his manhood reaching for her
Needing her
The flame slowly moving down his body, the pain now pleasure
She sits astride him her sweetness at his lips
The flame still moves, his gasps enter her body
His hardness unbearable, her fingers encircling
The burn hits his manhood, her fingers tighten, her sweetness flows
His body no longer his, releases, his seed hers
The burn now gone, only the final promised ecstacy
Copyright © David Mcsorley | Year Posted 2015
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