When love is shared,It is a gift not easily given.To show yourself blindly,To the one you love is always a journey.My body is yours...My eyes are captured...Are you sure you love me?What makes intimacy real?Is it the instant connection,When you...

Leather squeaks against the chair,As I lift my ass to rest on your lap,A slow heave of thigh,Lips searching your cheeks,Grasping your face out of sheer fascination. It was you,Always you,They say that the heartWill never fully heal.I needed your...