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Poetry

Tribute to the Sun

As long as the sun illuminates my eyes

I’ll have the insatiable desire to plant in the garden between your thighs

Oh to press my warm lips to the petals of your delicate rose

Gently drinking your life dew as my nature grows

With every sip I shiver as I anticipate diving in your river

Using every inch of my power to make the bed quick until you quiver

Something we’ve done countless times before, yet always feels new

Our bodies screaming in ecstasy as i dive into you

Ravaging your soul all night until the job is done

So we can offer up our orgasm as tribute to the morning sun

-Poetic Ice

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Who wants a paperback copy of Candy Shop?

As the title implies my latest novel, The Candy Shop has been printed and is finally available to the public for purchase. If you aren’t a fan of e-readers or kindle reading on a tablet, then this is for you! Check out the link below and order you a paperback copy of my novel today!!! Please leave me a review on it!

My novel can be purchased here:

The Chamberlyn Chronicles: The Candy Shop Available here!!!

Synopsis:

The Candy Shop is an urban drama set in the fictional city of Chamberlyn, New York. Jordan Jones is a young black woman who is the object of many a man’s fantasy is working hard to finish college during the day and as a stripper at night for The Candy Shop Strip Club to provide for her three year old son, Grey. With very few friends to rely on and a basically nonexistent family she’s become skeptical of the world, and very cut off. She wears sarcasm and a bad attitude like body armor as she deals with the criticisms of the world. The father of her child is a successful lawyer who is more underhanded than he seems to the public, and he’ll stop at nothing to achieve his goals. But a messed up family and a demented baby daddy are the least of her problems as a new sinister figure moves into town to take over the seedy underbelly and sets his sights on her. Sex, drugs, and danger leave very little room for love, but even love finds Jordan Jones in Chamberlyn, New York. Welcome to The Chamberlyn Chronicles

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Get This Work (NSFW)

NSFW: Not Safe For Work. If you wouldn’t want your boss reading this over your shoulder read it alone. (Honestly, this is mild, its a warning of whats coming down the pipeline, Enjoy)

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Come here girl get this work

Work on this dick, show me that twerk

I’m not being nice I wanna crash then walls

I need the sound of moaning all through the halls

I’m gonna work until you cum, don’t you fret

I’m bout to slide all through your wet

I can’t wait to give you every piece

I’m gonna beat that thing numb, enjoy your sexual feast

 

Poetic Ice

 

Honestly just flexing my poetry muscles here, and please believe more to come.

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Addicted

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I need you hooked on me

Licking your lips when you think of me

Craving my touch on your soul

Needing me to fill you to make you whole

I’m your heroin coursing through your veins

Give yourself to me, let me take the reins

Let me deep into you, numbing you like novocaine

Giving you them good sweet tea kisses when you ride that sugar cane

Your love is too good I had to trap you

Every chance I get, I’m going to hit your spot and burst through

There is no need for you to feel conflicted

When it comes to me, you’re addicted

 

Poetic Ice

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The Chamberlyn Chronicles is for sale!!!

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After much formatting and debate, The Chamberlyn Chronicles: The Candy Shop, is for sale and download on Amazon!!!

It’s Free through Kindle Unlimited and only $2.99 to purchase otherwise. There will soon come a countdown deal where I’m giving it away for free for a while so make sure to check out amazon and get you copy!!! Thanks for all the support! Below will be a link to the amazon page that you can go to and a summary of the novel!!!

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N3VEDB6

The Candy Shop is an urban drama set in the fictional city of Chamberlyn, New York. Jordan Jones is a young black woman who is the object of many a man’s fantasy is working hard to finish college during the day and as a stripper at night for The Candy Shop Strip Club to provide for her three year old son, Grey. With very few friends to rely on and a basically nonexistent family she’s become skeptical of the world, and very cut off. She wears sarcasm and a bad attitude like body armor as she deals with the criticisms of the world. The father of her child is a successful lawyer who is more underhanded than he seems to the public, and he’ll stop at nothing to achieve his goals. But a messed up family and a demented baby daddy are the least of her problems as a new sinister figure moves into town to take over the seedy underbelly and sets his sights on her. Sex, drugs, and danger leave very little room for love, but even love finds Jordan Jones in Chamberlyn, New York. Welcome to The Chamberlyn Chronicles

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Passion Pen

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Passion Pen

Tell me, how long has it been?

Since I made you cum with the stroke of a pen

The sweet whispers to your heart that have you about to bust

Because you know every word is more than lust

It’s a passion that drives me deeply into your core

So eager to find your sensitives areas and explore

Deeper into the fathoms of your love, leaving your tummy sore

Breathing heavy as my tantalizing makes your stomach ripple

Making your soul shiver by sucking on your nipple

The way I take command of you isn’t fair

But I expect no less than submission when I pull your hair

I want it all, your love, loyalty & lust, the total package

In return I’ll bend you over the way you like, as a true savage

You’re going to get it every way you like don’t fret

I have an insatiable need to keep you wet

Now you got me ready to conquer you all over again

All because you got me started with this pen

  • Poetic Ice
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Bite your Lip

If I bit your lip would you bite mine?/
Or are we the sophisticated couple of cheese and wine?/
Could we be dangerous like crown & coke?/
With you taking my long dark stroke/
We can be risky and make a bet/
I’d put it all on black that you’re wet/
I can be the trampoline, if you wanna bounce/
Or your erotic pusher peddling every ounce/
Every ounce of spellbinding sex/
Meant to curse you with an orgasmic hex/
Want me to suck on you all night long?/
Or use my teeth to remove your thong?/
The decision is really up to you/
When it comes to you there’s nothing I wouldn’t do/
We could sit back & sip coconut rum/
Or play with each other until we cum/
Hold up, before we take a sip/
Answer me, want me to bite your lip?/

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Our Sex

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Take a second and think
who was it that brought you to the brink
to the brink of sexual bliss
then pushed you over it with a simple kiss
I like to lick lips, mine and yours
excel at giving pleasure on beds and floors
your never ending of supply of lyrical sex
making your back arch & Body weak better than your ex
our sex is so good it’s bad for your health
once it starts you’re always losing your breath
losing it as I give your neck a kiss
playing with your passion, with your hair in my fist
go ahead and clench the sheet
don’t you run as I begin to eat
devouring your love and making you wet
this is only the start of what you’ll get
begging me to blow your mind
moaning for me as I insert from behind
you’re trying to be quiet, acting all tough
but you’ll call me daddy when I start to be rough
loving the power I possess over you
surging deeper and deeper into you
conquering your spot, say my name
No matter the position the outcome is the same
you and me grinding until a powerful orgasm
with your body experiencing pleasure one couldn’t fathom
Once we start you get addicted to this drug
that’s how we always end up from the bed to the rug
on your back lay down and take this dick
long strokes you feel in your stomach will make you come quick
you keep getting what you want, but don’t know how to stop
you won’t be happy until you’re on top
Grinding your body as I squeeze your ass
you start off slow, but start bouncing fast
moaning loudly, being sexually bold
letting me in so deep, no choice but to lose my load
finally laying down you think you won
smiling because you know we’ll back at it as soon as we see the sun

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Friday Night Freak

Biding my time all week
It’s torture as time creeps
mundane Monday
Tedious Tuesday
Weakening Wednesday
Teasing Thursday
All lead to Freedom Friday
The day when He is reborn
The Friday Night Freak
On the hunt, your soft pleasures I seek
24 hours when my mission is to make you week
Sanity slipping Sex is the goal
Its not a matter of Do you or don’t you
You will be tied up and pleased beyond your limits
You will feel me as I fill you
I’ve been ravenous for the taste of you
I will quench my thirst upon your pools
I’ll loose counts of how many times I conquer your orgasm
I love you that is true
But this is a steamy lust that I brew
I will take you
On top, below, or from behind
I will dominate you so you know that you are mine
Friday Night is a time you will rejoice
because it is now I’ll play in your most moist
From now until Midnight you are mine
This is the time when I’ll slowly Grind
I’m not stopping until we’re both weak
Just another case of the Friday Night Freak

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Desire

There is this feeling
More like a sensation
No maybe it’s a burning motivation
To steal away your mind
Body
Soul
Devour every part of you whole
From your Unbeatable smile
To unbelievable passion between
Between thighs so thick
The mere site make a my nature viciously hard/
I want to explore your wetness/
Fill you up as I kiss you
Take away your air with a stroke of passion/
Give you a stroke of sexual genius/
I love the way your stomach ripples
Especially when I suck on your erect nipples/
Delving deeper into your wet love
Until I finally take your spot
Pushing past her, making you hot
White passion until you supernova
Cell splitting orgasm so good you’ll scream thank you Jehovah/
Slowly, I’ll make my exit in time
Then I’ll use my tongue on you, testing every rhyme/
Tired already, that’s no fun
You better get ready, because that’s only round 1/

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