Hunger Games
You make a move, I retaliate…
An ongoing punishment,
Hunger games leaving us both waiting,
Until the day of erotic starvation
An invitation to dinner,
Seated naked in fishnets at your entrance…
The main course being me
In the end you being the dessert I dreamed…
You approach me under the candle light
My eyes closed from the sensation of your moist lips kissing down my neck making circles around my beauty mole,
You feared my escape, so you entrapped me
Handcuffed at the ankles of the chair of seduction
Hungry for each other…
Emotions overflowed our chemistry wetness
No longer accepting no
Still, in position…
Legs locked open, I can’t runaway from this feeling, your tongue feels like I landed in erotic heaven…
I watched you, trembling
Feeding your hunger like a beast
Our eyes connect as you feast
Savoring the craving of me,
Both moaning a tune of freedom from hunger games
Soaked in position, eager to change positions…
Tasting the passion brewed between us
Our souls combining together
Not a care of who wins
We both ended our hunger games into love’s next transition… By Shana A. ©️
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