Night shift

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1 AM text begging for me to come through
No hesitation
I grab my keys & of course my hoe bag
Bluetooth connected slow jams for the ride
Mind playing scenarios of how the night will go
It's been a minute since my dopamine been this high
I'm excited..
Driving nice and easy on the freeway
I finally make it to your place
I pull in the driveway you great me upon arrival
We make our way inside
No time wasted my clothes hit the floor
You stare in shock
You take a moment to embrace the nakedness
I walk to you kiss you on the lips
I help you take your shirt off
I trace my hands down your chest slowly in your pants
I lock onto your forbidden fruit
I look into your eyes before dropping to my knees
This my favorite part
Never cute with it I like it messy
Snatching your soul and leaving it on the tip of my tongue induces my high

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