You walked in like a blackout spark,
Eyes tracing me like a question mark.
No tech, no tricks—just heat, just breath,
I bit my lip and bled to death.

You kissed like sin and broke the rules,
No warnings, just your hands as tools.
You drew a map along my waist,
Got lost inside my every taste.

I don’t need wires to burn this way,
Just your fingers chasing what I say.
No passwords here, just skin and fire—
Your touch, my ache, our raw desire.
So get in close, don’t play pretend…
I’m not a game, I never end.

My thighs wrote verses on your face,
Your name engraved in every place.
No metaphors, just sweat and bite,
You pulled the dark into the light.

I whispered “stay” against your tongue,
You made my silence come undone.
A pulse, a cry, the heat runs wild—
I’m feral, raw—no longer mild.

I don’t need wires to burn this way,
Just your fingers chasing what I say.
No passwords here, just skin and fire—
Your touch, my ache, our raw desire.
So get in close, don’t play pretend…
I’m not a game, I never end.

Let the room blur, let time fall,
I want to feel everything, feel it all.
Your breath, a storm across my flame—
I’m wide awake, I call your name.

No circuits, no codes—just pulse and ache,
My hips, your grip—the way we break.
This isn’t fiction, this is mine,
A climax spelled out line by line.
Take me whole, not bit by bit—
This story’s real, and we both fit.

Inside my Flame

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Inside my Flame

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