My body aches...my skin tingles with desire.
Every
nerve is raw for your touch.
The whisper soft caress of my negligee' is
torment.
Imagining just the barest touch
of your lips enflames me.
My whole being
cries out to have our bodies pressed against each other,
skin upon skin…no
barriers to hinder our pleasure.
Warmth,
like molten liquid, courses through me…
My body smolders, waiting for you to fan the flames into a
raging
inferno…consuming us in its blaze.
I
want…I need…I wait.
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