NPM 14: Object

NPM 14: Object

Your lips on my neck.
Your hand in my hair.
Tell me you love me.
Your hand moving from waist, to hips, to ass.
So close. Pull me closer.
Whispers in my ear.
A short intake of breath.
Say that you love me.
Mine, is all you growl.
Yours to possess.
I sigh.
Lips travel and so do my thoughts.

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