Drenched For Him His growled all his dark desires in her ear, sending shivers down her spine that made her crave more. His growl ignited a deep, visceral response that only he could elicit. She would instantly start to drip with wetness and he knew it. He placed one hand firmly on her throat while the other found its way between her legs. He thrusted two fingers deep inside her to feel how wet his primal princess was for him and she was soaked. He loved how a simple growl from him is all it took for her to become drenched for him and so did she. © Seductive Poetry
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Forbidden Ecstasy
Forbidden Ecstasy Their lust was a forbidden fruit, stolen from the watchful eyes of society. They met in secret encounters, each stolen moment a treasure to be cherished. His hands roamed over her body, mapping out every secret desire. All her sins revealed themselves to him and he embraced them all. The taste of her lips was an elixir that intoxicated his senses. The taste of his body was a savory delicacy that was addictive to her. They reveled in the ecstasy of their forbidden lust, knowing that each night's embrace would be a memory to haunt their souls. © Seductive Poetry
Primal Surrender
Primal Surrender Under the moon's silver glow, their inhibitions melted away like mist at dawn. They shed their clothes, revealing bodies aching for release. Primal instincts surged through them as they gave themselves over to the moment. The rhythm of their breathing matched the beat of their hearts, a primal symphony that echoed the rhythmic movement of their bodies. Rough thrust, primal growls and moans, bodies crashing into one another under the soft glow of moonlight. He, the beast that savagely ravages her body and she, his willing prey that feeds him in her primal surrender. © Seductive Poetry
Intoxicating Embrace
Intoxicating Embrace Her scent, a heady elixir, drew him into a whirlpool of ecstasy. The taste of her lips melted against his, sending shivers down her spine. His touch, like a thousand tiny flames, ignited a conflagration within her. They swayed together in an intoxicating embrace, their bodies a symphony of need and fulfillment. Every caress, every kiss whispered of primal longings. © Seductive Poetry
Whispers Of Desire
Whispers Of Desire The night cloaked them in its velvety embrace, amplifying the soft sounds of their desire. His fingertips danced over her skin, igniting a raging inferno within. They moved with precision like a clockwork that ran on raw passion and lust. Whispers of desire filled the air, painting erotic fantasies upon her mind's canvas. As their bodies intertwined, primal instincts took over, fueling an insatiable ache that demanded fulfillment. © Seductive Poetry
Reveal Yourself To Him
Reveal Yourself To Him Reveal yourself to him by showing him who you are. Show him the compassion that guides your heart. Show him all the silly, quirky things that bring a smile to your face. Show him kindness that emanates from your soul. Reveal yourself to him by giving him your body freely to use for his pleasure while fulfilling all of your darkest desires. Show him all the imperfections your skin holds so he can truly worship you like the goddess you are. Show him all the ways your body can give him pleasure while receiving pleasure from him. Reveal yourself to him by opening up your soul to him. Show him all the secrets you carry so he can guard them with his life. Show him all the broken parts of you so he can help you mend them. Reveal yourself to him and he will cherish and protect you with all of him. © Seductive Poetry
Submission Needs Trust
Submission Needs Trust Submission is a delicate dance between two individuals, where one willingly gives control to the other. This surrender of power requires a strong foundation of trust to ensure the safety and well-being of both parties involved. Without trust, the foundation crumbles, and the entire dynamic falls apart. Trust in a dynamic goes beyond the physical aspect of the act. It is not just about the submissive blindly following the dominant's commands, but rather a deep understanding between two people. It is a mutual agreement that the dominant will always have the best interest of the submissive at heart, and the submissive will trust the dominant to guide them in the right direction. The submissive's trust in the dominant is crucial as they are willingly putting themselves in a vulnerable position. They are giving up their control and exposing themselves to the dominant's desires and whims. Without trust, the submissive would not be able to fully let go and embrace their role, which is essential for a fulfilling experience. Click below the read the full post...
Primal Dominance
She stood before him, her body naked and exposed, waiting for his commands. Her skin glistened in the dim light, her curves casting shadows across the room. He could feel his desire rising, his need to dominate her growing stronger with each passing second. He approached her slowly, his eyes roaming over her body, taking in every inch of her. She shivered under his gaze, feeling his power and control over her. He reached out and ran his hand down her spine, feeling her shudder in response. With a low growl, he leaned in close to her ear and whispered, 'You belong to me now. You are mine to do with as I please.' She moaned at his words, feeling a rush of arousal wash over her. He led her to the bed, her wrists already bound with soft silk ropes. He pushed her down onto the mattress, her body bouncing slightly. He climbed on top of her, his weight pressing her down into the soft sheets. He began to trail kisses down her neck, nipping and biting at her skin. She writhed beneath him, wanting more, needing more. He reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat. 'You are mine,' he growled, his voice filled with desire and dominance. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she longed for him to take her, to claim her completely. He released her hair and moved down her body, kissing and licking every inch of her. He reached her breasts, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking on it gently. She moaned and arched her back, wanting more. He continued his exploration, his hands roaming over her body, teasing and pleasuring her. She was lost in a haze of desire, completely under his control. Finally, he positioned himself between her legs, his eyes locked with hers. 'You are ready for me,' he said, his voice husky with need. And with one swift thrust, he entered her, claiming her as his own. Their bodies moved together in a dance of pleasure and pain, each one giving into the other's desires. In that moment, they were lost in the world of BDSM, two souls bound together in a sensual and seductive embrace. © Seductive Poetry
Unadulterated Ecstasy
Unadulterated Ecstasy She walked into the dimly lit room, her curves accentuated by the sensual sway of her hips. The soft fabric of her dress clung to her body, teasingly revealing the outline of her breasts. She glanced at him with a mischievous smile, knowing the effect she was having on him. Without a word, she approached him, her fingers trailing lightly on his shirt as she leaned in to whisper in his ear. Her warm breath sent shivers down his spine as she spoke, her words dripping with desire. He could feel his body responding to her touch, his pulse quickening with each passing moment. As her lips met mine, he was consumed by a raging fire of lust. Their tongues danced in a sensuous tango, each one exploring the other's mouth with a hunger that could not be satisfied. He traced the outline of her luscious lips with his fingers, savoring every inch of her soft skin. Her hands traced down his chest, coming to rest on the waistband of his jeans. With a teasing smile, she undid the button and slowly slid the zipper down, her touch sending electric currents through his body. He could feel his desire for her growing with each passing second, his body aching to explore every inch of her...
Our Lust
Our lust, bound in pleasure's reign, is a force that cannot be tamed. The primal urge roars within me, driving me to seek you out with a hunger that consumes my every thought. I am drawn to you like a moth to a flame, unable to resist the magnetic pull of our connection. Every touch, … Continue reading Our Lust







