Door clicks shut
Blood turns to fire
Shadows swallow her
I pin her hard
Breath scorches her neck
Fingers slide lower
She shudders and bites
Dark makes moans louder
Wet sounds echo deep
I own this silence
She knows it fully
Look at you.
Head back, mouth open, already breaking on these sheets.
Don’t hold that sound in. I’ll keep you right there…
and take the rest of that shake until the bed is the only thing left holding you.
Don’t move.
I can already feel that skirt lifting under my hand...
warm, bare underneath, nowhere to go. Stay quiet.
I’ll take you right here between floors…
until the only sound left is the one you make for me.