Black Lace and Broken Vows

Fuck the sacred, fuck the binding, I want her open in the dark. Black lace and broken vows, and I leave my claim and mark. Her back is pressed against the wood, I lift her thighs around my waist. She digs her heels into my spine and takes me at a ruthless pace. The lace is torn across her hips, I push it further out of place.