Pain and Pleasure

Tongue dancing across perfect flesh, hot breath on flushed skin.
Eyes fluttering shut, skin prickling to your every touch.
Lost in flesh and scent, nothing else but you.
Lips full, parted slightly.
A glimpse of teeth, of what's to come.
The promise of pain and passion, of marking and bruising.
Moisture on my thigh, a flash of tongue.
Then pressure, teeth grazing skin, biting down.
Grabbing at flesh, piercing skin.
Head bowing, spine arching.
Harder, bite harder, begging.
Moaning, throbbing, wanting.
Then the release, dizzyness, learning to breathe again.
A perfect white imprint of you in my pink flesh.
A reminder.