Lustful Night

 

A salty kiss on the dock of a wet September chilly night with the taste of you wanting me in my mouth, in your mouth, in my mouth, back and forth between us and I don’t care I don’t care who you are where you are from I just need need, need, want and need you so bad now your breath against my neck sends chills down my neck makes my n*****s hard and I grip the tops of your shoulders for dear life as we plunge down drowning down deep deep into an abyss of lies, deceit and sinfully delicious gorging before we must come come come to a place full of dignity, expectations and preconceived notions of who we are to be...    

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Your delightful style here and the repetition of specific words really make this just wonderful to read. You capture the passion and the carelessness here in your carefully chosen words. This is terrific! Very well written.