My love, if only you knew, those things you do to me.
when you are near, my skin feels funny,
prickles with anticipation, and every nerve in my body sings.
When your hands gently slip around my waist,
-as you pull me onto you- guiding me to feel your manhood
getting ready for some, let's say, attention.
Your lips softly graze, then trail along my neck,
leave a blazing path in their wake, masterfully seductive,
incredibly sensual, slowly, like you know I like.
Combined sounds of your gentle moans, mine -together
hushed breaths, tongue teases, sweet caresses;
careless whispers, alone send tiny rivulets of heat coursing,
searing through my body, anticipation taking over us both;
like a force of a wild,
raging
in-
fer-
no.
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