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My lover makes me wait
Panting at his feet
Yearning for his words
Aching for his body
He is cruel
Making me beg
Reducing me to a desperate animal
Hungrily devouring the scraps he would feed me
I writhe in anticipation
A twisted body of never ending desire
The only cure to my disease is his unfailing passion
My body pulsates with thoughts of him
Fingers do what bodies crave
Thighs imagine his form between them
Driving me to intolerable levels of lust
Eyes roll back with illusions of his mouth
Kissing, licking, sucking
Gasps escape my lungs from phantom sensations of being pressed into
In and out
In and out
Until I can hardly breathe
Sweat secretes from my pores at the image of his face
Looking at me with those eyes that reflect only me
Muscles contract and build an electric current that sizzles through my body with the remembrance of his voice
Telling me what he would do were he here
Sharing naughty thoughts
Cumming in my ear
Whispering “I love you”

About samlobos

I am an avid fan of creating narratives in my head about random experiences and quotes for future books I will probably not write. I harbor a 15 year old girl in my psyche and like to solve world issues when I'm half asleep. View all posts by samlobos

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