Chapter 75 of 109

Devilish Saint

The Words I Speak120 words~1 min read

If pleasure is a sin

Then baby I'm no saint

If you were looking for an angel

Whose door you knocked wasn't it

Oxytocin flares in my veins

As you unhooked what was holding me back

The floor was made to hold your clothes

I'm nothing but a human under your touch

The feelings that arouse my tainted soul

Are at the mercy of your blessed gaze

You watch me as you make my stars illuminate

You're a creature of utmost divinity

And I'm a slave to the grace of your presence

You hold my heart captive willingly

Fuelled with ecstasy that I can't contain

All these things that you're doing to me

Just say the word and I'm yours

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