Black leather pressing into white lace,
where strong muscles tease creamy softness
into wild abandonment,
fueling drops of moisture tasted by gentle lips.
Each searing kiss leads a heated touch,
to cover shape and form
unfolding hidden secrets,
open and exposed into the darkness of the night.
Blended cries and moans trail each movement,
searching for the crested heights,
lifted up through raging heat,
seeking the moment of surrendered fulfillment,
to quiet ragged breath.
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