Bring Out the Animal
I've tried my best to explain it in words here, but I'm still not quite sure what all you do to me. Music track licensed through Adobe Stock
Transcript
You bring the animal out of me in a way no one else does. The reaction my body gives from just brushing against you so innocently. My pulse quickens, my breathing gets shallow.
Every bit of air I pull in seems, somehow, less necessary for my survival than having you. Something deep inside takes over. The last of my thoughts leave my head and make their way down.
A second rush comes as the panties peel off your gorgeous mound. It's not just your perfume tickling my nostrils now. Something's taking over.
I'm consumed with the thought of burying my entire face into your spread legs. To drink you all in. To say it feels right doesn't give you nearly enough credit.
Perfect is the word that runs in pieces through my scrambled thoughts. A gentle brush of my tongue against your sex. And another.
And another. The way you feel gliding over my tongue throws my need into overdrive. And that little strand connecting my mouth to your pleasure.
Make sure we're never parted for more than a second, doesn't it? Following that trail right back to you. My body responds instantly to your taste, stiffening almost into agony.
Like I've found something beyond the bounds of pleasure set for this world. And my body is being punished for daring to stray into your presence. All well-deserved.
Each throb that I'm sure will be the last before my seed spills. Surely this can't last forever. The two of us stuck in ecstasy.
Desiring so strongly that release we'd do anything for. Pleasure or pain. Yet so afraid of this ending that we'll never dare.
The last of my humanity drips off my chin and down your thighs. My fingers dig hard into them, gripping and pulling. I'm going to devour you every delicious inch.
One by one.
-watering second of every track.