There’s nothing now, nothing but the night, nothing but you and me, nothing but us two, nothing but the longing to feel your kiss, your breath hot and heavy against my skin, nothing but the yearning to have you caress my curves through this silk, nothing but the need to have you ease up this gossamer veil, to have you bare my body to your gaze, to have you reveal my fairness to the light, to have you slip your hand between my thighs, to have your fingers trace this arousal flowing free, to have your fingers slide into the velvet of my fire, to have you take me, to have your hot hard flesh join me, to have the desire that will always complete me.
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