It’s the way you plead “I need you,” with your lips pressed to my ear.
It’s the way your body articulates the desire you feel, when you’re so damn close to me.
It’s the way, I can feel the heat roiling between the two of us, as we kiss.
It’s the way your hands grip my thighs,
That tell me how much you crave this.
It’s how, when I look at you,
that I know you’re mine,
Totally and completely.
All mine.

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