She kneeled between my legs, looking up at me with her coffee brown eyes,
Mesmerizing in the swirls , felt like I was drowning in the bliss,
Her innocence and desire were having a battle, her lips was quivering in need
As I leaned down caressing her cheek,
She closed her eyes, small smile playing at the corner of lips
I picked her up in my arms and laid her down on the bed without breaking the eye contact
I kissed her forehead tying her hand, to the bed stand
Her legs parted on their own acord, her eyes pleaded me for something more,
As the knife gleamed in my hands, her eyes had a mixture of fear yet a crave
I traced the knife along her collar bone down to her nips,
She stayed still, trusting in my skill
Letting the sadist in me to take a walk on her body
I tugged on her nip, train the knife down to her stomach.
Her alluring thighs distracted me for a second,
As I carved, "Mine" in her inner thighs,
The welled up tears in her eyes made me relish and sigh,
They trust she had on me and the things she could do for me,
The way she adored my darkness and gave her own light for me.
The sadist in me was satisfied seeing her so ready, and begging for more
As I untied her hands, carrying her in my arms, I felt at peace.
