The sun was setting behind the trees as I forcefully shut that rusty Ford door. The seat was torn, smelled like smoke and spilled beer, but I didn’t care. She was grinning like a devil, and my heart was already pounding in my chest. Boots hit the floorboard, sending gravel flying behind us. There was nothing but sky, dirt, and bad decisions ahead.
By the time we reached that crooked trailer, my pulse was louder than the engine. She pulled me close before I could catch my breath. Her lips were hard, desperate, and tasted like whiskey and trouble. Denim scraped my thighs, leather burned hot against my skin, and every button she tore loose felt like another mile marker to nowhere good.
We collapsed onto that busted mattress like we owned the night. Springs squealed, walls shook, and neighbours probably heard every curse spilling out of my mouth. But I didn’t care. Her hands were wild, my grip was tighter, sweat was dripping, hair was tangled, and nothing was polished or sweet. Just raw, ugly-beautiful hunger.
And damn… it was perfect.
Because in that moment, with no phone, no world, and no rules, it was just me, her, and the fire we had ignited.
No filters. No shame. No tomorrow.
In twilight's glow your whispers tease
A sultry wish upon the breeze
To be your princess soft and sweet
With tender dreams at our heart's beat.
Your hands trace my curves with care A sacred bond we two would share,
Wrapped in silk and midnight's sighs
With longing deep as starlit skies.
Each flutter tells of love's design
A life within our souls entwined
The world outside fades into night
In your embrace I find my light.
So hold me close let whispers flow
As tiny kicks begin to show
Just wanna be your pregnant queen
In this lush dream where love is seen.
The sun was setting behind the trees as I forcefully shut that rusty Ford door. The seat was torn, smelled like smoke and spilled beer, but I didn’t care. She was grinning like a devil, and my heart was already pounding in my chest. Boots hit the floorboard, sending gravel flying behind us. There was nothing but sky, dirt, and bad decisions ahead.
By the time we reached that crooked trailer, my pulse was louder than the engine. She pulled me close before I could catch my breath. Her lips were hard, desperate, and tasted like whiskey and trouble. Denim scraped my thighs, leather burned hot against my skin, and every button she tore loose felt like another mile marker to nowhere good.
We collapsed onto that busted mattress like we owned the night. Springs squealed, walls shook, and neighbours probably heard every curse spilling out of my mouth. But I didn’t care. Her hands were wild, my grip was tighter, sweat was dripping, hair was tangled, and nothing was polished or sweet. Just raw, ugly-beautiful hunger.
And damn… it was perfect.
Because in that moment, with no phone, no world, and no rules, it was just me, her, and the fire we had ignited.
No filters. No shame. No tomorrow.
In twilight's glow your whispers tease
A sultry wish upon the breeze
To be your princess soft and sweet
With tender dreams at our heart's beat.
Your hands trace my curves with care A sacred bond we two would share,
Wrapped in silk and midnight's sighs
With longing deep as starlit skies.
Each flutter tells of love's design
A life within our souls entwined
The world outside fades into night
In your embrace I find my light.
So hold me close let whispers flow
As tiny kicks begin to show
Just wanna be your pregnant queen
In this lush dream where love is seen.
[Verse 1]
In the heart of the night, the moon shining bright
Drunk on love and whiskey, we're feeling alright
Dancing in the shadows, bodies intertwined
Lost in the moment, leaving all our cares behind
Drunken revelry, we're living free
Exploring new desires, just you and me
[Chorus]
Sex party in full swing
Swingers party, doing our thing
We're all caught up in the heat
Daisy chain, feeling complete
[Verse 2]
Families united, in a new light
Making memories, under the moonlight
Generations entwined, in a beautiful sight
Embracing the love, with all our might
Family Daisy chain, love without shame
[Chorus]
Sex party in full swing
Swingers party, doing our thing
We're all caught up in the heat
Daisy chain, feeling complete
[Chorus]
Sex party in full swing
Swingers party, doing our thing
We're all caught up in the heat
Daisy chain, feeling complete
The sun was setting behind the trees as I forcefully shut that rusty Ford door. The seat was torn, smelled like smoke and spilled beer, but I didn’t care. She was grinning like a devil, and my heart was already pounding in my chest. Boots hit the floorboard, sending gravel flying behind us. There was nothing but sky, dirt, and bad decisions ahead.
By the time we reached that crooked trailer, my pulse was louder than the engine. She pulled me close before I could catch my breath. Her lips were hard, desperate, and tasted like whiskey and trouble. Denim scraped my thighs, leather burned hot against my skin, and every button she tore loose felt like another mile marker to nowhere good.
We collapsed onto that busted mattress like we owned the night. Springs squealed, walls shook, and neighbours probably heard every curse spilling out of my mouth. But I didn’t care. Her hands were wild, my grip was tighter, sweat was dripping, hair was tangled, and nothing was polished or sweet. Just raw, ugly-beautiful hunger.
And damn… it was perfect.
Because in that moment, with no phone, no world, and no rules, it was just me, her, and the fire we had ignited.
No filters. No shame. No tomorrow.
In twilight's glow your whispers tease
A sultry wish upon the breeze
To be your princess soft and sweet
With tender dreams at our heart's beat.
Your hands trace my curves with care A sacred bond we two would share,
Wrapped in silk and midnight's sighs
With longing deep as starlit skies.
Each flutter tells of love's design
A life within our souls entwined
The world outside fades into night
In your embrace I find my light.
So hold me close let whispers flow
As tiny kicks begin to show
Just wanna be your pregnant queen
In this lush dream where love is seen.
Throughout my life, I have cultivated a passion for writing and have harboured a long-standing aspiration to publish a book.
While financial success or achieving bestseller status may not be my primary motivation, the accomplishment of having a book published would be a significant milestone for me. It would serve as tangible proof of my literary endeavours and a testament to my dedication to the craft.
