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anticipation…. anticipation…. she waits… seemingly calm… centered… focused… but her mind… her mind races with thoughts… what will He do…? how will He begin…? will it be the tender touch of His fingers grazing her pale, white skin…? the sting of His crop on her delicious, bountiful backside…? His hands cupping her ample breasts…? His tongue tracing every, luscious curve of her body…? or will He take her immediately…? without warning… without uttering a single word… will He walk up behind her…? grip her hips and Take what is His…? drive Himself deep inside her… relentlessly… until He’s had His fill… until she… is nothing more… then a puddle of flesh lying on the bed…? she so loved the anticipation of it all… the way her heart went aflutter with each thought… the way the silence was broken only by the sound of her own beating heart… the way her mind would quiet as she heard His approach… the way all her worries would be muted as He touched the door… the way the tranquility washed over her when she caught His scent… the way it no longer mattered how He began… it only mattered that He was there… and she… was His… bruisedandbrokn~ "Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.” |
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Beautifully said....
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"Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”
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