I lower the lights, lie down on my bed,
And, rolled into the shadows, I see you–
— Arthur Rimbaud —
Secret Thots for a Very Private Gentleman
tales, temptation, and titillation…
I lower the lights, lie down on my bed,
And, rolled into the shadows, I see you–
— Arthur Rimbaud —
Dear Gentle Sir,
Must I remind you?
When you hold me, firmly, losing yourself inside the flavours I am.
Your voice, especially when pleasure overtakes you.
Your hands gently, almost secretly, caressing mine.
The growing bob of your eager cock, and the way you watch me enjoying you.
The shiver you make when my tongue and lips read between the lines.
The surprise on your face when I blush from your masculine beauty.
The moan I am when I am with you.
The fucking moan I cannot keep inside.
Achingly Yours,
Lola xo