There is beauty in pain

I watched you undress
blouse fallen at your feet
Undoing your bra
you looked at me
hair falling over your eye
contrition and defiance
mixed on your face
White anger
brought me to you
binding your wrists
with my hand
behind your back
Ripping you bra off
taking your chin
in my hand
I stared into your eyes
You will never look at me
That way
That look ended us
when I found you with
him buried in your ass
I lowered my lips to
kiss your breast
biting you
sharp and quick
pain coming from your lips
I drew blood
to your aureole
with my own lips
Never again I said
as the heat pulsed
from bite to hips
holding your wrists
I pushed you
to the couch
face down
pulled your hem
above your waist
softly trailing my fingers
along the line of your thong
feeling your heat grow
with the pulse of pain
and my touch
I pulled your thong aside
baring your sex
My fingers brushing
up and down your folds
Pressing your head to the couch
hand on your neck
Do you want us
Do you want me
Decide now
I slid my thumb deep inside you
rubbing while my fingers gripped
your mons pressing you
squeezing and releasing
until the heat within
flowed freely from you
Now
are you ready for us
to start
Again