Thunder Response
Unpredicted thunder traumatized me while both of us were walking under one umbrella in the heavy drizzle. I hugged you, pressing your chest against me. The warmth of my body woke up the vampire in you. Your hands slipping along my skin, I erupted in pleasure.
We met again on the shore where you were playing with others. We walked up to the house. Your hands pressed me as if searching for the lust you lost somewhere. I was the right partner you were searching for. Your eyes burned like coal, filled with lust. Then your veins started filling with heat, boiling your blood once again. You were breathing heavily. Your lips turned dry as you searched to vent the ecstatic heat of lust.
The last time I met you was in my courtyard. You came in search of me, finding an asylum, a reliable partner who sated your ravenous desire for a woman. This time you found even more excitement, relishing the pleasure of lust once and again. Your eyes were magnetic, drawing many women to you. My skin was silky and seductive, attracting many men. Time ran out. You vented all your lava in lust for the first time with a reliable partner: me.
Come again to satiate yourself in the pleasure of lust. Time never recedes with a single opportunity.
Brandi xoxo
