How beautiful are those words, to meet someone who believes it’s enchanting to meet me.
My romantic fairytale heart would love to be thought of like that, and to meet someone who I feel like that with.🍀✨🧹
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Enchanted to meet you.
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Day Dreams in the Bath.
Submerged to my shoulders in warm water, the soapy bubbles softly popping, the water lapping at my exposed shoulders and breasts.
It feels like your fingers last night, the bubbles are like the soft kisses your lips left all over them, my nipples harden and remind me how tender they are from your constant attention to them.
The sponge glides over every inch of my body and closing my eyes, it becomes your hands, slightly ruff, and I again feel the the hands of a hard working, strong yet gentle Man I have learnt to adore.
The soft bruises on the inside of my thighs is a reminder of your hands gripping them to keep me open and still, to allow your mouth to drink me in, because you were in complete control in that moment.
The bite marks in strange places make me smile and moan as I remember your soft words as you marked me as yours.
As I relax and soak in the water, my mind thrilled to belong to you,
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The Curve’s of a Woman.
Do you know a woman?
You might think you do, but untill you have traced the curve of her body with your fingers and lips, you don’t know her.
Until she has allowed you into her mind to explore her innermost self, her secrets and thoughts, her dreams, you don’t know her.
If she has not invited you into her soul, and she will only do that when she trusts you not to distroy her, then you don’t know her.
When she does, you will know her completely and she will be yours forever, until then you don’t know her.
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Tied up to Rest
She watched him from the window, his body heavy as he walked up to the house, She knew the day had been hard on him.
Walking to the door and watching his face go soft and loving as he saw Her was what She looked forward to,having him submit to Her was thrilling, but tonight he needed to relax.
She took his hand and guided him to the room, kissed him softly and commanded he strip and shower, watching the water flow over the body of the Man she owned, Her pulse quickening, She craved him, but Tonight he needed Her.
Dressed in a soft, dark, body suit he held out his arms and She slipped the straight jacket over them, caressing his body as She secured it so he couldn’t move.
She stroked his face and told him he was special to Her and that She command him to rest tonight, placing a soft blindfold on him, She settled him on the bed, tying him leg’s together so he was secure.
Kissing him deeply She stroked back his hair and smiled, walked to the door and closed it.
Sitting on the chair in the corner She watched him, he thought She had left, She watched the stress lines on his face slowly relax, his shoulders sink into the bed, he never knew She never left him, for him having his complete control taken away, not knowing how long She would leave him there, giving up completely to Her was what he craved.
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Rewind, Begin Again.
Take a bullet proof, metal box, take each memory, visual picture, dream, hope and expectations you had inside.
Open each one touch it and remember that feeling, place them one by one inside the box, remember to cry, laugh, ache and relive them all.
Close the lid, lock it and place the key deep inside your soul.
Smile softly, take a deep breath and lower the box into the dark space inside you where it will be safe.
Turn around and walk forward, there is now space to find something or someone out there that is going to be your next chapter, something or someone who’s going to make the effort to discover you instead of being the one that tries so hard to connect, stop, and let it happen when it’s meant to.🌟🍀✨
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A Man’s Hands.
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Heavy Day
You know those heavy days when you wish someone would just take over everything, just for a day?
That’s today 😘💋
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Fairy Tails.
Fantasy, such a lovely word, but so far from the real world.
It makes you feel like there’s something real out there that is worth discovering.
So far I have found that there’s only fantasy.
And that goes for me as well, every time I begin to feel like I am worth loving I find out that’s another fantasy.
The thing is, I believe in fairytales and happy ever after, so as long as I am around I know He’s out there, and that’s okay, at the right time in the right moment it will all fall into place as it should.
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A Kiss 💋
A pair of lips brushing softly over your lips, the feeling of another person’s breath rushing over your mouth mixing with yours.
The rush of sensation as your lips connect and are crushed with his, that giddy rush of endorphins that race through your body, making part’s of you tingle and throb.
The best kisses are when you feel his hands holding your face, one hand reaching behind your head to pull your hair down so he can trail his lips down your neck, then hungrily capture your lips again.
I adore kisses.
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Only that Moon.
Theres a movie I love, in it the one woman say’s –
” when the air is warm and the cricket’s sing I dream of a love that the moon and stars lay down for, I want someone to love me, but there is no Man, only that Moon”
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