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Styles Aug 13
In the heat of the moment, she pushed me back,
Eyes dark with desire, igniting the track.
She took control, a fierce, wild flame,
I'll never forget how she whispered my name.

She sank to her knees with a look so bold,
A rhythm deliberate, tender yet cold.
Her touch was slow, her strokes a dance,
In that instant, I fell into her trance.

Her tongue swirled and licked with skill so fine,
Each movement, a spark, a shiver down my spine.
I lost all time, caught in her tide,
An eternity wrapped in passion's glide.

In that moment, nothing else mattered,
My senses blurred, my defenses shattered.
Then, with a force that I couldn’t contain,
I came hard, lost in her reign.
Styles Aug 9
As she spread her legs,
his mind unfurled,
to new horizons,
a deeper world.

In the openness of her embrace,
he found a place
where desire and thought entwined,
where every touch, every glance,
brought them closer to the edge, beyond the confines.
Styles Aug 9
If not your touch, that ignites my skin,
then let it be your presence,
that wraps around me, pulling me in.

Your nearness, a magnetic force,
a silent whisper, a powerful source.
Every inch of you, I crave, I need,
whether it’s your touch, or just your presence indeed.
Styles Aug 9
I yearn to press my lips to hers,
then trace my tongue, slow and deep,
around her mound, where heat stirs,
taking in every flavor, rich and steep.

Her juices, warm and sweet, flood my mouth,
the only thing that can quench my thirst,
to calm the fire that rages inside,
to satisfy my deepest hunger, unrehearsed.

Each drop of her, a nectar so divine,
her taste, her scent, driving me wild,
it’s her essence I crave, time after time,
leaving me lost in passion’s beguiled.

In this moment, nothing else exists,
just her taste, her body, our bliss.
Truthfully, I need her, every part,
to settle my soul, to ignite my heart.
Styles Aug 9
I crave the touch of her lips,
soft against mine,
then to slowly lick around
her mound, savoring
every curve, every line.

A mouthful of her juices,
rich, warm, and sweet,
it’s the only thing that can calm
the fire within me,
the heat beneath.

Each drop, a taste of heaven,
so pure, so true,
her essence on my tongue,
the only thing
that pulls me through.

In this moment, nothing else exists,
just her taste, her scent, her kiss.
Truthfully, I need her, every part,
to settle my mind, to still my heart.
Styles Aug 9
Have you ever felt the spark,
that stirs within, igniting dark?
Fingers twist, desires rise,
a gentle urge, beneath the skies.

A gush of pleasure, soft and sweet,
as love's tender rhythm finds its beat.
To be admired, in passion’s call,
have you ever felt that fall?

And in that moment, as you surge,
a wonder blooms, on passion's verge.
A mystery still, how love takes flight,
have you ever pondered such delight?
Styles Aug 9
Have you ever found delight,
beneath the silk of starry night,
where bodies meet and secrets sigh,
as shadows dance and love draws nigh?

The heat between us, a tender flame,
whispers softly, calling my name.
In every breath, in every press,
a symphony plays, in love’s caress.

Have you ever traced a path so smooth,
in a groove where hearts find truth?
Each inch explored, each beat in sync,
as we melt together, on summer’s brink.

Eyes locked tight, in a gaze so deep,
lost in a world where passion keeps.
In the quiet hum of night’s embrace,
have you ever found such a place?
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