14 October 2012
Stroking his smooth body, Running fingers up his spine... Nothing I love more, Than knowing you're all mine.
That musky smell controls me, Like a rich pine or wood. Each new aspect I uncover, Draws me in like no man should.
All day I think about you, Waiting for me at home. It's oh so distracting, Around my head you constantly roam.
But finally when we're in bed, I indulge myself for hours. It's totally unbelievable, That a mere BOOK can wield these powers!
Book Romance • Opuss № I