Can You Feel Me?

Can you feel me?

The warm rigidity of my length sliding into your wet pool of arousal.

Can you feel me?

The stretch as your labia, sorely underused opens to accommodate.

Can you feel me?

The tight grip my hands have as they pin you down by your wrists.

Can you feel me?

The sharp shock that dulls to an ache as my teeth bite into your slender neck.

Can you feel me?

The loss, the total loss of control that I’ve wrestled from you as I dominate.

Can you feel me?

The eruption, the seismic surge that explodes out from your core as you cum under me.

Can you feel me?

All this, all that we’ve done, every second burned into your memory as it’s burned into mine.

Can you feel me?