Blissfully yours
Muscular hands on my waist
Rough yet soft lips pressed against my pulse
My heart pounding in my chest as you lay my body down.
My head hit the pillow and you pulled away to look at the mess you'd made on my pale skin.
Pretty purple welts adored along my neck and breasts.
You painted your lips on every inch of visible skin.
I was weak beneath that blissful assault.
Marked by your kiss.
I knew then that I was yours and then you pressed between my thighs, stealing the last ounce of my innocence but I didn't care.
I wrapped my legs around your waist in hopes to keep you in place, forever.
