Beach side,
Rum flowing,
The heat burning,
The intensity increasing...

Conversing...
Damn you're smart!
Oohh damn,
You're good.

Fuck...
I'm in trouble...

Danger written all over you,
Catching on relatively quickly.
This should be interesting...

Your dominance overpowering...
Tame me...
I am a lion after all.
Call me twisted,
But you felt it...

The submissive nature
Come over me,
As your hand gripped my throat...
To then only be left with
The heat of your words
On my neck...
That alone set it off...
My response to your intrusion,
Said it all...

Laid out the framework.
I tried to resist it,
Screaming in my head...
Code of ethics...
Morals.
But how could I?!

It went from shampooing my hair,
To my legs around our neck...
On top of your shoulders,
My back against the shower wall...
Half exposed,
In the middle of the rainforest.

Damn...
This is dangerous.
The lack of control...
The surrender...
The dominance...
You get it...
No vanilla.

It was just the beginning...
It's already been done,
Why turn back now?!

All it took was 'hi',
An alert on either of our phones,
And it would be a weekend of cancelled plans.
The passion...
Both enjoying…

The intensity...
Something too good
To pass...
Such savages...

Eight hours later,
Five rounds in,
Three conversations deep.

It's 6am,
Birds are chirping,
Blinds rolled down...
It's been a blackout.
Offline...

It's recovery time.

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