Warm, fluid hair whisking in the breeze
Eyes black as night
Stare into mine
He smiles a toothy grin
Seducing me sweetly
Quick hot breadths stroke my face
All train of thought is lost
Smell of his body
Smell of me
Lightheadedness overcomes
My mortal head
He sighs
I fall
Strong cool hands catch me
The moment is now
No more waiting
He leans in.
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