You are mine!

How a guy knows and feels that he belongs to a woman…


Do you get the gist? The fact that no matter what I have you spell bound? Prepossessed, intoxicated. Mine.

Intoxicated by my love for you were like the clouds, impossible to touch and yet I did. I touched every inch of your skin with my fingers, my tongue, my skin. I romanced you, loved you and damn well fucked you. So do you get what going on here?

You’re mine!

Lucid and clearly, eloquently you know with with the way you are intoxicated by my scent, the way my wierd accent has you laughing and feeling horny at the same time. How I call your name like it’s a work of art.

You know damn well you are mine!

Because no woman is like me. No woman feels good like me. No woman wraps you up warm and good, good. No woman tolerates you like I do. I…

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About dave94015

interested in alternative relationships, visual artist, erotic romance writer and reviewer of erotica, drug rehab clinic intern - mid 20's
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