Dangerous.

Dangerous.

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jan 28, 2014
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"I want you to make love to me like there is a war outdoors, between nature and valley. A war between temptation and flesh, but wait not just yet because your cinnamon skin fucks my tongue passionately, constantly. I melt into a puddle, full weight on the floor that you lick up until no more. I travel my lips up and down your masculine build, you feel my exhaustion invading your spine, interrupting your concentration. At this hour, in this moment, I am yours and you are mine."
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I watched the water drip down his nose and onto his beautiful full lips. I craved the warmth of his touch. The rush of our connection. Regardless of how wrong it would be. I couldn't resist it any longer. I stepped closer, covering the flush of his cheeks with my hands to feel their heat and pressed my lips firmly against his until it hurt. Dylan gripped my waist and pulled me into him, sealing the space between us. I secured my arms around his neck, brushing my fingers through his soft, luscious hair. I didn't allow anything else to matter. Not the voice that told me this was wrong. Not the guilt. Not the warning that crashed through my head. I pushed it all away and let the desperate craving take over.

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