I want your body pressed up against my heart. I want your hands spreading my thoughts, lingering over the curves of my passions, gripping my hopes, striking my opinions and cupping my desires. I want your soul breathing heavily against my collarbones. I want your thoughts nibbling on my years, your passions pressed against my lips, your hopes naked on my skin, your opinions hard under my hands and your desires.... I want your desires letting out soft little moans against my soul. I want you. To devour me whole.


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