I feel him tight against his jeans, pressing into me
while I try hard to fight the urge that surges deep inside of me.
Hands roam, temperatures rise;
I’m holding back, unsure of why.
Warm lips grazing mine,
with hushed whispers reassuring me;
I focus hard on playing the part
and letting go of insecurities.
Strong hands remove my clothes,
allowing my secret skin to be seen.
His gaze is fixed, drawing me in,
deepening my sudden need.
Open mouths, well placed hands;
pleasure mounts as time stands still.
All at once the fear is gone and all that’s left
are needs fulfilled and a
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