Yes, I'm Fucking You With My Eyes.

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You look delicious. I try to avoid, I look away. Eye contact feels dangerous. But I'm drawn in by the way your bicep stretches against your shirt. I squeeze my eyes closed, hoping for a safer place to look. Then, mine lock onto yours.

Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

I'm pulling your shirt over your head and giving my hands permission to roam across the expanse of your shoulders. I'm breathing you in and pressing my lips to the heat of your skin.

Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

I'm wrapping my arms around your waist, fingers gripping the strength of your back. I’m reaching up with my lips, pressing them against your collarbone, your neck. I'm inviting you to lean down ever so slightly so that I can taste the luscious sweetness of your mouth.


Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

I’m licking your upper lip with the tip of my tongue. I want your hand in my hair, pulling slightly so I open my mouth wider — inviting you in.

Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

I’m wrapping my legs around you — first left and, then right as I move my arms up around your neck to climb you, mount you. Grip my ass and pull me against your hardness.

Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

Pin me against the wall, dig your hands into the muscular sphere of my ass, and devour my neck. Make me shake until I’m grinding my hips against you, begging for more.

Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

Lay me on the table, strip me naked and flip my legs onto your shoulders. Don’t go slow, we have plenty of time for that later. Taste me, tease me, fuck me with your tongue.

Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

Use one finger, that’s all I need. A bit of pressure while your tongue dances in circles over my clit. Bring me close, then taper off. Make me beg, then make me come.

Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

I’ll drop to the floor, taking your shorts with me. I’ll use both hands to hold my prize. I’ll lick, I’ll taste, then I’ll lock eyes with you as I take it all. Keep your hands in my hair, I like it rough.

Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

Grab my arms and pull me up, kiss me, then spin me around. Chest to the table, feet on the floor, pussy dripping. Slide inside, hear my sigh. Feel me clench, then start to rock.

Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

Hold me down, grip my ass. Moan when my juices flood your cock. Fuck me hard, fast, and rough. Come inside me, fill me up.

Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

Next time we’ll go slower, but first, go fast. We’re animals, driven by passion, lust, and want. Take a moment to recover, I’m just getting started.

Yes, I'm fucking you with my eyes.

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Molly Frances

Molly Frances is a sexuality and erotica writer. She explores non-monogamy, bisexuality, and female sexual empowerment. 

https://www.sexwithmolly.com
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