Say that you’ll ride, inside this love with me. Come ride, inside this love with me.
Self Flagellation
[Content Warning – image of cane marks, reference to BDSM and self harm]
Too Much Is Never Enough
I do like a challenge … How much is too much, and could it ever be enough?
Multi dimensional, a sexual intellectual
I’m done waiting for the world to change to see that I am beautiful, because beautiful is only one thing that I am. Multi dimensional, a sexual intellectual, I’m brimming with reasons to be loved. And I am. And I do. What else could possibly matter?
Cheeky Devil
See who else is getting sinful …
Oceans of Time
Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love? The above quote is from Bram Stoker’s Dracula, a favourite novel of mine, made into a favourite film of mine. This…
Appetite
“There’s a capacity for appetite… that a whole heaven and earth of cake can’t satisfy” ― John Steinbeck
Think of Me
Think of me. Think of me when you touch yourself. Think of me thinking of you, thinking of touching me, while I touch myself too.
Hot or Cold
I’ve been out on that open road You can be my full time daddy white and gold Singing blues has been getting old You can be my full time baby Hot or cold
This Bed Is On Fire
This bed is on fire with passionate love The neighbours complain about the noises above But she only comes when she’s on top
Over Easy
I’m easy … over easy like Sunday morning.
No Pants!
No pants are the best pants. This is what happens when your office is also your bedroom and you write about sex all day … the distraction is real, folks.
Curves
“I didn’t discover curves; I only uncovered them.“ -Mae West
Violet in the Raw
“It takes courage to push yourself to places you have never been before… to test yout limits… to break through barriers.
Gentle
When I touch myself and think of you it’s gentle, curious, soft. I imagine how you’d relish my body
Primavera
“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot stop Spring from coming.” – Pablo Neruda