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Fingertips

Wake up...
Tracing my fingertips
over your warm shoulders,
rolling them down your spine
awakening your skin
Resting on the small of your back...
Moving them deliciously
from your lips
moist with your tongue,
circling your chest with soft nails
dancing over your stomach,
Past...
Stern sighs...
Resting gently, teasingly
on the inside of your thigh...
drumming my salacious desire
to your quickening heartbeat.
Written by Heart_of_Glass
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