It was a desperate kiss.
I could feel you pulling away-
going inside yourself
and I was trying desperately to pull you back to me.
I was kissing your neck,
trying to bring back your pulse.
I was kissing down your *******
trying to make it quicken.
All I knew was that I wanted you.
I needed you.
Here.
Now.
Oct 31, 2012
Oct 31, 2012 at 4:17 PM UTC
It was a desperate kiss.
I could feel you pulling away-
going inside yourself
and I was trying desperately to pull you back to me.
I was kissing your neck,
trying to bring back your pulse.
I was kissing down your *******
trying to make it quicken.
All I knew was that I wanted you.
I needed you.
Here.
Now.
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