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“Look at me.”
His voice doesn’t ask — it demands attention.
“Stop hiding when I speak. See yourself like I see you.”
I do. I shiver under the weight of his gaze.

“You’re impossible to ignore. Every curve, every line — it belongs to me,”
he says, low, deliberate.
My breath catches. My pulse jumps.
He steps closer, commanding, gentle —
and I feel exposed, worshipped, desired, even in words.

“Say it,” he whispers.
“I am everything you see.”
I repeat it, my voice shaking,
and he corrects me softly,
“No. Louder. Own it. You are mine to praise.”

Praise me — tell me who I am.
Call me fire, call me storm, call me yours.
Praise me — don’t let me look away.
Hold me in your words until I believe.
Praise me — speak my worth into my bones,
touch me with your voice like I’m melting.
Praise me — command me, and I obey,
feel your heat in every syllable you say.

He traces my jawline with his eyes.
“Every inch of you is untouchable and perfect.”
I flush. My body hums in response —
his words sliding over me like a caress I can’t escape.

“You think you’re quiet, but I hear every moan in your silence,”
he murmurs.
“Every pulse, every breath belongs to me.”
And I lean in, letting him own my attention,
feeling the subtle pull of his dominance through pure praise.

Say it like a prayer — baby on your lips,
Feel me in every word, every touch that grips.
Oh god — no, baby — you say it right,
Guide me through heat, through the shadows of night.
Say it like a prayer — don’t let it fade,
Every moan, every sigh, every move we’ve made.
Baby, baby — burn it into your sound,
Two hearts lifted up, lost and found.

“Oh god…” he whispers, voice thick and raw,
I pull his hands, guide him closer, demanding more.
“Say it… baby… right now.”
“My… baby… oh god… I worship you…”
Every stroke, every kiss, every shiver we share,
A prayer of flesh, a vow laid bare.

Say it like a prayer — baby on your lips,
Feel me in every word, every touch that grips.
Oh god — no, baby — you say it right,
Guide me through heat, through the shadows of night.
Say it like a prayer — don’t let it fade,
Every moan, every sigh, every move we’ve made.
Baby, baby — burn it into your sound,
Two hearts lifted up, lost and found.

Praise Me

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