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You’ll be mine and I’ll be yours,
if not in this lifetime, then in the next.
— (c) X. / inkwitcheryafterdark

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045
You’ll be mine and I’ll be yours,
if not in this lifetime, then in the next.
— (c) X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
Polka dots and not much else I’m afraid, ha.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
044
I'm a mess because of you
Half clothed because we couldn't wait
Hair disheveled from your grip
Lips raw from your kisses
Sweetly sore and still full of want
Come back to bed, baby
— (c) X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
As long as there’s a moon up above I will think of you.
X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
The question isn't so much, 'Do I want sex right now?'. It's more like, 'When do I *not* want sex?'. Because I always want sex. Always. ALWAYS.
043
Carefully I eased the bedroom door open and tiptoed into the dark room. His breathing was rhythmic, signaling he was sound asleep. I held my breath as I lifted the corner of the duvet. Slowly, not wanting to wake him just yet, I position my naked body next to his. The radiating heat of his body against my skin fueled my desire that much more. He was mine for tonight and I didn’t want to waste any more time.
— (c) X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
Afternoon delight.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
042
I have a need to be wanted and wooed.
To be the one you hunt and hunger for.
To be torturously teased and taken.
Hands bound and blindfolded on a bed.
Waiting and wondering what wickedly wonderful things we will do.
Oh, to be loved, longed for and savored in the most primal of ways.
Mercilessly kissed, caressed and have all cravings satisfied.
It would be a dream.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
041
Let me be the one you see
when you close your eyes.
Feel my lips against your lips;
softly, sweetly, teasingly
then increasing in urgency.
As your hand makes its way
down your torso,
let it be my hands
and waiting mouth
you picture in your mind.
Close your eyes.
Imagine.
Fantasize.
Manifest.
Let it be my hands,
my lips,
my touch
you sense.
Let me be the one
to guide you toward ecstasy.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
040
I keep my hair long
because I like how it feels
when you have a fistful of it
in your hand.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
Monday lounging.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
039
Feeling mischievous on a Monday.
Moody music mingling with moans,
moist fingers
and messy sheets.
All that’s missing is you.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
038
Kisses soft, slow, sweet.
Fingers slipping between the folds.
Take me, I am yours.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
037
What I wouldn’t give to have your skin pressed against mine.
To move in unison;
hard,
fast,
rough
toward a primal release.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
Pink.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
Soft.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark
Chambray and pink polka dots.
— X. / inkwitcheryafterdark