The shadow of your lust
Paints my flesh
With unmerciful desire
It grips and pulls
At my resistance
Dragging me down
Into your burning

Black licks of flame
Tickle, tease and torture
My erogenous zones
Yet the wetter I get
The less able I am
To snuff you out

Give in
They compel me
Giving in feels so good

I crave
I crumble
I crack

I am crippled
Without your touch

I need you
I love youSo much


Kat Crimson is the author of sweet, filthy, intelligent smut. Romantic erotica that slips in under your defenses and arouses your mind as much as your middle bits, pausing to touch your heart along the way. She is a friend to all beasts, an accomplished pastry chef and lover of nature.

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