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Desire

Writer's picture: A. NorineA. Norine

Beneath the weight of her body,

the coldness of the wall sending chills,

trickling across the breadth of her bare shoulders,

his scarcely roughened palm pressed wantingly against her stomach,

fingertips he grazes ever-so gently,

over the silkiness of her skin,

lingering,

just so slowly,

he gazes upon her,

watching her tremor,

taking in the way his touch affects her,

rising,

desire reaching,

engulfing throughout the entirety of her body and mind,

inhaling,

breath catching,

skipping across her lips,

in lust they're wet from where she bit,

every second anew,

unlike any time before,

unwritten moments,

feeling as you've been here,

each touch you somehow know by heart,

a connection unexpected,

heart's desire,

two kindred spirits,

meant to happen upon the other,

with strong arms,

embracing,

his warmth enveloping every part of her...






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