✒️🔞 In his eyes... [Writing] [Voiced] ["Fill me"]

The story is in his eyes.

When they meet mine from across the room as he takes his first step towards me.

When they stare into mine, trying to decipher my smirk and the way I bite my lip.

And finally, when he glances up at me… his tongue flicking over my red, hot, burning flesh.

The story is in his eyes as they crinkle at the corners when it's his turn to smirk… As his teeth graze my skin and he growls against my flesh, enjoying every moment that leaves me gasping and breathless.

His own unique iteration of excruciating, agonisingly sweet torment.

The story is in his eyes as he watches me come undone, pinning me down while I writhe against his mouth, screaming his name and begging him to, please, fill me now... please.

And then when he finally pushes into me, his eyes rolling back as I lock my thighs around him, pulling him in deeper, desperate for more… I know exactly how this story will end.

Music credit: "Glory Box" by Portishead.