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I want to stand behind you and      press myself up against you. I want to gently nip at your ear. I want to wrap my arms around you,      and trace my fingers over the arch of your eyebrows      and down your cheek. I want to outline your lips with my finger tips      and to bring them down your neck, slowly. I want to trace your clavicle and run my hands over your torso,      producing all kinds of friction. I want my hands to find your hips      and work my fingers under the waistband of your jeans. I want to keep you close to me,      keep myself pressed up against you. I want to kiss, lick, and bite      at your neck and shoulder. I want to make you moan. I want to have a moment like that,      and I want to make it last.
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 3:02 PM UTC
Give Me Five Minutes, Intimate
I want to stand behind you and      press myself up against you. I want to gently nip at your ear. I want to wrap my arms around you,      and trace my fingers over the arch of your eyebrows      and down your cheek. I want to outline your lips with my finger tips      and to bring them down your neck, slowly. I want to trace your clavicle and run my hands over your torso,      producing all kinds of friction. I want my hands to find your hips      and work my fingers under the waistband of your jeans. I want to keep you close to me,      keep myself pressed up against you. I want to kiss, lick, and bite      at your neck and shoulder. I want to make you moan. I want to have a moment like that,      and I want to make it last.
I wrote this during an ecology lecture this morning... I think I'm a little too turned on by the thought of him.
WickedHope
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 3:02 PM UTC
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