“Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.” ― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Always determined. Mademoiselle believes in ambition driven by passion, fueled by an enterprising and industrious nature, nourished with enthusiasm.
“There is no royal flower-strewn path to success. And if there is, I have not found it, for if I have accomplished anything in life it is because I have been willing to work hard.” – Madam C.J. Walker
“Touch me with your depths. penetrate my mind. Go down on my thoughts, taste my perception. Kiss these lips with your words. Enter me with your intellect, alone.” | sub-Textural |
“Humanity is a cage, and our puritanical sensibilities comprise the bars. We are confined by our own reason and intellect, and yet most of us don’t even know it.” ― Nenia Campbell
“I am as wrapped up in her as a vine that clings to a tree seeking for sustenance. She’s tied me to her for eternity. She’s my home. She’s my reason for being. To win and hold her heart is my only purpose.” ― Colleen Houck
“You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles white. I don’t need a god. I have you and your beautiful mouth, your hands holding onto me, the nails leaving unfelt wounds, your hot breath on my neck..”
Steal the laughter that escapes my lips. Replace it with your groan.
Hold me captive with the taste of your tongue, your teeth biting into my flesh. Render me speechless and wet - with your grip, sure and firm.
Inhale as I gasp, burn my eyes with your gaze. Glide your fingers upon my shoulder down, down, down… to gather a handful of the flesh, you’ll mark red when we get home.
Consume me with your kiss, your hands, your fiery desire.
“I want to see what I do to you. Your hand is mine. Those legs that shake, your pretty soft folds growing wetter by the minute. Mine. Open up, Baby Girl… let me chart the path my lips and teeth and tongue will take, to reach deep inside you.”
I complied, of course. Arched my back, and felt your eyes and the sun’s rays, warm my body. Inhaled the crisp morning air that carried your scent with it. My fingers became your hungry, smiling face. Your desire surrounded me, penetrated my slippery depths.
“Just like that. You’re perfect.” you said.
I felt your voice, vibrating through me. My nipples tingled in response, my clit swelled, heart rate thrummed… for you, your touch, your warmth driving into me. My toes on tip, poised to leap into orgasmic bliss for you.
“Now cum for me, beautiful girl. Show me how good I make you feel.”
