We meet each other’s gaze.
I feel your eyes burning me up
And my hunger grows stronger.
Lips part and we explore each other
Like travelers in a new terrain.
Slowly but eagerly taking it all in.
Your musk igniting my pheromones
And causing a hurricane.
The tension is building.
You cross mountains and caverns
While I look for something to hold on to.
We’re playing a devilish cat and mouse game
And baby, my pussy is winning.
We both give in.
A mighty sword finds its sheath
As we head into battle.
We feel it coming.
A rumble of euphoria builds in my belly
And I swear I’m seeing heaven.
You look down at me unable to hold it any longer
As you release the tidal wave.
The air is electric.
We kiss the lightning and hold each other
While the storm blows away.
And then I wake up.
And I realize you are gone again.
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Kelsey Horn
22 year old college student studying Public Relations. I love music, sex, food, being bisexual, cannabis, and my significant other. When not writing, I'm either blogging, lurking on social media, or napping.
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