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He loves
naps
and sleepy
afternoons
but all I can think
about
is making him
hard
and
planting kisses
all over
him
until he takes
me
with such
force
that it leaves
me weak
at the knees
aching
swollen
but entirely
sated
as we fall
asleep
in one anothers
arms
his legs draped
between
and
over
mine
as we draw
breath
from
one another
forehead to forehead
heart to heart.
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