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I try so hard to be a good girl,but you knowI’m a soaking mess of trouble.I can’t tame this feral submissionI have merely to the flicker of you.Do you really want me to?-Melissa Donley

Take me to a metal concertand let me put my handsin the pockets of your jeans.I need to feel the opiateof the bass drumchanting in our veins.-Melissa Donley

I see you daily in my top three. Which hand do you use when I put a smile on your face? How do you take me in your greediest fantasy, or am I taking you? When you worship my name, do you muffle yourself?Can I watch? Show me what I […]

I am sticky rice and toothsome sauce,dripping morsels,seared yet tender,falling apart on your tongue,a torrent on every bud,the maddening compulsiondominating your days,and your nights,leaving you fisted,growling in your sheets.-Melissa Donley

I giggled in surprise at the exuberancewith which I exclaimed, “Oh Yeah!”when the frigid water hit my sweaty scalp,realizing no lover has evoked morethan whispering sighs from me, yet.Another win for shower heads.-Melissa Donley

Free falling in the surround sound ofsea breeze and return flow,Riding out that funny shapeyou make with your tongue,a nerve tingling tempest,a perfected torture.Do you remember my flavor,A little death in cherry?-Melissa Donley

How beautiful you would sing,heady in my sheets,the ones with the panthers and tigers,frayed tag and summer lightwhispering across your,well,hum deep,something sweet for me,give me a reason to believeI won’t regrethow beautiful you would sing.-Melissa Donley

You should plead guilty.We both knowI am your favorite pleasure,the obsession you can’t break,the impulse you must commit.Come clean. Come dirty.Confess again.Is it really a sinif this is how we begin?-Melissa Donley

You’d be a lot prettier ifyou were cocked and loaded,edging beneath me.You can smile if you want.That looks good on you, too.-Melissa Donley

I hope she simmers in The depth of your smile,Holds your gaze a moment more,Finds home in your arms,And adores the way you blush.I hope she runs her hands through your hairAnd caresses your nape,Syncs to your heartbeat on loop,Her fingers trace your muscles,And lips map your veins.I hope she […]