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seismic activity
I told myself I wouldn't think about it
moments best left in the shadows
but the images seep into my mind
flashbacks collapsing my will
no longer able to deny it space in my here & now
how my world once existed as a slow burn
an ember never going out
waiting for his oxygen
his breath against my neck
the necessary element causing instant ignition
merest touch fanning it quickly into combustion
as fingers teased deceptively gently
shooting sparks off the arc of me
anticipation of the unknown
flickers of flame licking my entirety
tongue of desire avidly lapping
always left wondering...
when will that tender caress become more demanding
tightening into a grip
holding me at a perpetual fever pitch
arching & aching
begging for more
as hand roved slowly
cupping generous swell of my derriere
causing a quiver…a hope
when a pause caused breath to hitch
uncertain what was coming next
as salted honey pooled
nectar affected by his aggressive moods
awaiting that exquisite moment
when he suddenly made his move
and without warning raised palm would descend
leaving his beauty mark
his personal signature
before caress became grasp
spreading & securing his position
full force of his solidity poised & ready for invasion
urgency braced at my burning nexus
oooh...how I immediately acquiesced
greedily greeting the ravishment
as he confidently took his place
knees braced hard against stretch of my thighs
forcing my hunger into availability
...vulnerability...
this was what we both required
I...ever his eager prisoner
anxious for the breadth of his need
plunging into the weeping depths of me
weight pressed against my back
fist wrapped in silken tresses
as our blaze raged across time
his desperation overpowering mine
claws shredding vents in the sheets
and his deep rasp in my ear
growling words I thought only I'd ever hear
sending us both into furious inferno
as my shiver turned into quake
that was the most it would ever take
all sight & sound ceasing
full body fusion containing our mutual shudder
one eruption giving way to another
his face buried in my hair
while we both waited
gasping
for earth to return to its axis
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