Whispering softened voice
Pressed against her thighs
Printed fingers placed
Holding her in
Captured by her eyes
Gasping breaths
Holding him close
Her spine curving
Toes digging in
Around him
Drying out his throat
His eyes drawn in
By her beauty
She has stolen his attention
He longs for suspension
Darkened curls
Swirl around him
Like vines of suffocation
Performing perspiration
Heated walls
Lust fills the air
He catches her attention
If he dares
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