Chills

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He leaves you with your mouth gaping open
Frantic for more of his kisses that leave you needy for more
His touch, so warm and soft; That rains chills 
down your spine
Waking up your wanton desires
Leaving you in need of a release which he denies you
He grabs you gently by the neck and bites your ear.
Sparking an electrical connection instantly
His voice was rough like a command. "Turn around".  Your body instantly obeys
His skillful fingers blindfold you and again he kisses you deeply.
Long deep passionate kisses that make your head spin and have you
weak in the knees.
Belly quivering with butterflies the chemistry was that raw.
He was the type of man who would leave you spellbound, and captivating .
Addicted to his aroma, his hands, his eyes, and his dangerous mouth.

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