I’m hungry.. too hungry to wait.. she stalks up, on those heels, clicking down the street, bearing down on me, the look on her face makes me burn, everywhere, for her.. she moves imperatively, like fingers snapping, I’d love to hit pause so I could just look at her, stare and absorb every feature, every flexing muscle, the streetlight glow in her hair, streaming behind her. I’d like to, but she won’t allow it, there is no pause-stop-wait-no! There is only go-now-here-yes!
I match her look with one of my own, who’s the predator and who’s the prey? neither and both, we’re well-matched, muscle to muscle, mouth to gasping mouth, breath to heaving breath.. she pushes, I give way, for the moment, opening, inviting, welcoming.. her warm seeking fingers will have their way.. my hot flexing thigh will find its target, soon there’ll be no distance you could measure between us
the heat, the hunger, the need, distance is only an amplifier
come to me, make me your bitch, I’ll be your stud
come to me, meet my heat with your own
come to me, feed my hunger and I’ll feed yours
come to me, love me, let me love you
hunger, need, love, heat, flex, strike, stroke, taste, be, feel, do, have
you, me, us
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