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Skin on Skin

My hips navigate your finger...

By Lizzie SagePublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Unbutton my jeans

Hands slide over my panties

Skin on cotton on skin.

I shimmy out

Denim on the floor

Bare legs on a duvet.

Your hand

Under the cotton

Reacquainted with 8000 nerve endings.

My legs twitch

Breath breaks

Hand grips your shoulder.

My hips navigate your finger

Into me

Into me baby.

The pulse

The pull

The come hither fingers.

Wetter. Better.

Out of me like an exhale

And teasing my clit.

You kiss my cheeks

My forehead

As if to say, relax baby.

And I do

I relax into it

Like sinking into a warm bath. Immerse me.

Quicken pace

Repetition just the way I like

The way I need.

Yes. Yes. So close.

Fingers grip around your neck.

Teeth graze your shoulder.

It’s a high. a release. Pure escasty.

Undone and relaxed

Your finger find your mouth and you taste my ecstasy too.

Hold me.

And again.

Feel me, relax into you.

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About the Creator

Lizzie Sage

Queer and newly craving men. Black coffee and bold kisses.

Stand up comic and poet.

Read my poetry on insta: @lustypoetry

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