C'est la vie

Moans.

I feel my back against the wall

and a hand tangled in my hair.

I wrap my legs around your waist 

to pull you closer.

You ravage my neck,

placing kisses and bites all over it,

marking me as your own.

“More” I whisper,

begging you to move further down my frame.

As you kiss and touch every part of me,

my skin burns with passion, love, and lust.

“Get in me” I beg,

and you lay me down on our bed 

and fuck me until I’m yelling your name.

“I’m cumming”, I say to him in his ear

and he cums with me.

He peppers my body with sweet, gentle kisses,

embracing me fully.

Then he looks at me and asks:

“Wanna do it again?”

I pull him in with a kiss and nod yes with a smile.

                                                                                 -Tatiana Yeargin

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I wonder…

if when people look at me, they see the lonely girl with the broken heart. The hopeless romantic who knows that that quality is her flaw. But still want to talk to her anyway.

Have I ever told you how much I love you?

Emotions

Addicting kisses

and burning touches;

your love is branded onto me,

something that everyone can see.

I melt in those pools of

dark, dark chocolate

every time i glance your way.

You capture my soul

in every way that a person can

and when I walk away from you

for even a moment,

my mind is surrounded by 

romance and passion.

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Sweep over me and

take me under.

Hold me in your ocean,

rocking me

back and forth.

You need not choose between

gentle swaying and

rough currents,

but rather let it flow.

Take me as you are,

and do not change the tide,

for I do not wish to disturb its beauty.

Your uniqueness is what

draws me to the

danger of the undertow.

A surprising pull was all

I needed

to stop fighting the current

and to allow you to embrace me.

The steadiness of 

your existence

allows me to relax 

but your unsuspecting changes

thrill me.

Not knowing

when the tide will change

always keeps me 

waiting

for that next surprise.

But I know that when

you float me to the shore

and gently lay me down,

you have not left me.

For your waves 

embrace my heart

each time they caress

my resting soul

entwined with yours on the shore.

Butterflies

You know that nervous, butterfly feeling

that you get with someone you like?

That happens everyday with him.

I haven’t gotten

that feeling

in so long.

It just makes him more special,

us more special,

knowing that I get that every time I see, think, or am with him.