The fire begins
Licking up her limbs
Deep within her soul
Her mind.
The heat
Almost unbearable
Her every pore
Crease, line
All of her
Alight once more.
Her voice
A low whisper
A groan
A gasping sigh
I listen
Nails dig into my flesh
Dragging red lines down my back
Across my cheeks
Pain and pleasure unite
In her finger tips
The curve of her back
Arching
Her pelvis
Explosive yearning
Screaming sensations
I watch her face
Eyes closed
Lost to me in that moment
A final thrust
Deep within
Finality.
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