Lover
Lay your hands upon me
Spare me nothing
Of your depths, of your desire
End this suffering
The wait so long and lonely
This yearning
That taunts me in the night

It is only once he groans in pleasured anguish, once his hips buck to feed his thick hard flesh ever deeper, once he gasps and unconsciously wonders out loud if he’ll ever feel my sweet cunt again does my mouth stop its lustful assault, my tongue raking along the soft skin of his shaft one final time to scoop up the pearl nestled in his head, before I straddle his thighs and bear my slight body down to give him the blistering heat of my slick needy sex.

Baby
For us
This isn’t the end
It’s merely the beginning

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As the humidity rises up, choking the purity of the air, its gleaming trace prickling her skin, her body calls out for him, reaches out to him, piercing the light, drinking in shadows, hungry for its opposite, its complement, the lure of him, his flesh, his hardness, his scent, his touch too great, too vast, too devastatingly addictive to resist.

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Outside
The rain comes down
The winds they howl
But the fire it burns
Inside

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Dress me
In the fabric of your passion
In the cloth that bears your heady scent

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These tips, these hands, these fingers, they do nothing but incite the riot, they do nothing but remind me of your sweet, possessing touch, they do nothing but flood my body with the ache, your kiss, our hunger, they do nothing but recall the man I crave and need too much.

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Forever
I will be
The moth
To your flame

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With you
I want everything

With you
I want it all

With you
I want as never before

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On velvet plush
This kitty cat
Mewls and purrs
Prowls and slinks and wriggles
Trailing behind
The thin black line
For you to trace and kiss
And follow

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