I´m sitting here, dreaming of you.
Dreaming of your scent and your flavor.
Feeling the warmth of your body,
pressed against mine.
Your fingers sweeping across my skin,
lightly touching.
Electrifying spikes tickling through my body,
Giving rise to lustful thoughts.
Thoughts of you exploring, stimulating.
Your hand wandering further down,
gripping tightly what it finds.
Your lips are kissing my neck.
Your hand is slowly moving up and down,
still holding what it grabbed.
Your breath is flying over my skin.
Fireworks of sensation,
running through my body.
Wondering lips finding what has been held.
Heavy breathing,
faster movements.
Pulsating relief.
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