I want to rip you up with my nails.
I want to bite you until you bruise or bleed.
I want to wrestle you, and crawl on top of you and eat you up.
I want to fight against you, and feel you fight back.
I want to match myself against you, physically. I want to take you.
To feel you take me.
I want to merge in raw, uninhibited passion.
In unbridled lust. You.
Me.
Us.
No holds barred.
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I loved this… thank You Nookie
You’re very welcome! *smiles*