Fuse

Under the covers
Caressing your curves
Squeezing here, pinching there
You wrap a leg around my waist
Pull me closer

My lips find yours in the dark
Tongues in a duel of victor and captive
My hand circles your back
Kneading your flesh
Growing stronger as you moan and
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There’s only friction and warmth
Taste of your skin as I kiss and nibble
Pushing you closer to the edge
Where passion takes over
And our bodies become one

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