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Back and Forth

I am exploding
Riding the wave of your fingers
Over
And over
And over again

I am a torrent under you
You stroke, lick, tease, bite
Till I am molten
Spreading under you
Wrapping myself around you

We collapse in a haze
We are sweat
We are spit
We are tears
We are cum

My shaky fingers find you
I follow the valleys and planes of your form
I feel you loosening and tightening
My fingers leave trails of lust
Your skin feels like butter

You're inviting me in
Breathy,
Heady,
Needy,
Desperate

I stroke, and tease, and feel
I find you wet,
Quivering and wanting
Waiting for me to take the plunge
Leaning into the sin

I take my time
I want to feel you need
I want to feel you starve
Aching for a taste
A single drop of the magic we make

Round and round,
Up and down,
Tapping and stroking,
Whetting my appetite
Wetting you

Finally,
When we have starved enough
I take my fill
Handfuls of you,
You filled with me

I feed the fire in you
It rages from you,
Through you,
Into me,
Consumes us both

We burn bright
We fill the room
We settle into embers
Till it's time to burn again