Babe
Your lips pressed against mine whilst your hand held the small of my back. Slowly, gently caressing my lips, savoring every breath. Your hands intertwined in my hair, combing it with utmost love. Arousing a deep feeling in the corner of my heart, awakening the beast with in.
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