I feel you behind me, a cool breeze touches the back of my neck as you lift my hair and push it aside, the back of your hand brushes the fine down along my hairline, your cool touch sends icy fire across every nerve ending in my body, tightening things down low, I feel your breath as you glide your lips along my shoulder and back up to my ear, I hear you speak, again the icy waves of heat you stir deep within me awaken and moisten.You lips brush my jawline, and then your teeth graze my lips, working your way down to wear my roaring pulse presses strongest my essence begging for you, pressure, then pleasure and nothing else.
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