My heart burned.
Burned from his touch, burned from his love.
I couldn't get enough of him.
The soft kisses, his milky skin. My fingers trailed along every inch of his body, tracing every line, every scar.
His body making no movement, not even a flinch as I went over the stab wound from months prior.
His skin was hot, enough for the heat to travel through my body, increasing my own body heat.
His sweet whispers felt like sins against my ears, and when I felt the touch of his hand, my body collapsed against his.
From my neck to my thighs, his fingers travelled around me, caressing my skin as he replaced them with his lips.
The kisses, so soft, so gentle.
I felt my mind go, so lost in the feeling of him against me, his sweet sweet love.
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