My drug, My Addiction

"so, you want me to touch you?"he whispered in my ears as he licked my earlobe.
"Yes"I said with all the energy I had.
"How much?"he asked as his hands slid into my nightdress and slowly slithered from my stomach upwards.
His cold fingertips sent shivers all over my body .He knew the effect he had on me and I could tell he loved it.
His lips found their way to my neck where he left trails of wet kisses before biting my soft spot making me bite my lip.
"ah,"a moan managed to escape from my mouth.

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He is my drug and I am his addiction.
I know for a fact that if I had to choose between breathing and loving him, I'd use my last breath to tell him that I love him.