Tuesday, 15 June 2010

A Memory

I crave you. I’m like a cat stretching and writhing on my bed, thinking about you pressed against me, your weight pinning me down. I’m in your gaze, nothing else, tunnel vision; you have me exactly where you want me. I’ve been with other men but they didn’t have the presence, the strength to keep me down. You tower over me and I can only get closer. I thrust and rub against you to tell you it’s yours. I look into your eyes, see you shake your head and smile as if you can’t believe I am there. You lean in and kiss me softly, then pull away to get another look. I want you so much the air has changed, its still and heavy with want. I lick my lips, run my hands up and down your back and pull you closer so I can taste you

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