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As I kiss you hello
I hear your key
turn in the door
and I want to
play it cool
because falling in love
with you was the only
easy part
So I want to be the
cool chick
and play it
like a 1950s film icon
with a hell-raising smile
and a martini
and an
I-don’t-give-a-fuck
attitude.
But fuck
the way you move me
the way I desire you
grows like
like
like
bacteria
new colonies of
need
clustering
exponentially
each day,
So you walk in the house
shoulders sagging
from the day kicking
your ass and
I’m infected with need
Baby I hit you
so hard your
back slams it shut
while my tongue
checks to see if
you still have tonsils
Fuck cool,
I’m sick with need
we don’t break lip contact
as we battle our clothes
I can’t wait
I can’t wait
Your shirt is unbuttoned
your pants at your knees
when
I drag you
to the ground,
pull my panties to the side
and take you
in my body
with a furious
near-scream
desperate for you
to feel my desire
Your hands cup
my breasts,
I grab your forearms
and lean back
undulating my body
like a belly dancer
while my firm walls
beat your cock
like it’s a bad animal
and I’m going to tame it
and I cry out
at the way
your words
rip through my
sex organs
like electricity
on crack,
until I’m nearly
blind with
fevered need
And my own
pillow talk matches
yours as my skin
flushes and
sweat drips
down the long
lines of my
body
“Baby…”
I get close
so close
and take one hand
to rub my clit
with furious intent
and you can see
my stomach tighten
see my thighs shake
my head fall back
my eyes close
…
oh… fuck…. yes….
I fucking explode
my face in a clenched-teeth
rictus, moaning incoherently
and you grab my hips,
thrusting harder
until you unload in me
I lock my thighs
and brace my
hands on your chest
and milk you
like your cock was a
hospital straw
and my body
was dying
of thirst
I collapse on your chest.
Silent
Hair damp
Skin slick
The feel of your seed
leaking onto where we
still connect
And I wonder
if you know
how much
I desire you
still desire
you
how much
I want you
as I kiss you
hello
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