Lust
Caught somewhere between lust and longing, she offered him a taste of her lips. They met softly and gently at first, gliding across each other with ease. He gently ran his hand down her side, remembering every curve of her hips. She ran her fingers down the back of his neck, pulling him in closer. She paused to look through his eyes, her breath and heart racing away. He pulls her back now, their mouths joined as one. Deeper and deeper, their minds now dizzy and lost, her body yearns to be ravished with unbearable passion and pleasure. He drinks her in while tempting her mind and making her body wait. They dance with the devil, scared of nothing and everything. Their lips make love while their minds fuck from deep inside the depths of their souls. Her head in his hands they slowly pull away. She feels him with every fiber of her being, longing for the lust she feels in her soul…..
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Fletch
My grammar is terrible, my spelling non existent and I have no idea what the form should even look like. But I am moved by the written word so I will throw anything on paper that seeps out of my warped brain...
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