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Senses
I smell him.
Everywhere.
He consumes me.
Hands wrap around my waist and I feel him.
Every inch of skin to skin contact is like fire in my veins.
The silence goes on for moments.
He leans in to my neck and whispers “Breathe”
His voice an echo in my head.
The darkness prolongs my anticipation.
I reach for the blindfold and he swats my behind.
“Patience” he whispers, inches from my face now.
Strawberries. Somewhere in the room.
He runs one along my bottom lip.
“Bite” I do. Sweet.
Covered in chocolate.
He kisses me. Once. Twice.
I’m waiting.
But he's gone.
Everywhere.
He consumes me.
Hands wrap around my waist and I feel him.
Every inch of skin to skin contact is like fire in my veins.
The silence goes on for moments.
He leans in to my neck and whispers “Breathe”
His voice an echo in my head.
The darkness prolongs my anticipation.
I reach for the blindfold and he swats my behind.
“Patience” he whispers, inches from my face now.
Strawberries. Somewhere in the room.
He runs one along my bottom lip.
“Bite” I do. Sweet.
Covered in chocolate.
He kisses me. Once. Twice.
I’m waiting.
But he's gone.
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