forever is composed of nows…

I wake to the memory of your body; kissing your back, your ass, your chest. My fingers running along your tummy and waist, under your shirt. Your smells. Our hands gripped tight in sweet, heated pleasure. My legs around your hips. My feet pushing against yours & in your mouth… the way you look at me when we kiss… of being in your arms, tracing your width, wrapping my arms around you. when I’m not even fully awake, my body yearns for yours.  All I want is to feel that again – to feel you on my skin and inside me, to slide you between my lips, and feel you so deep. Fuck. Here in bed, naked for you, you make me moan, like, out loud. And I want you to hear me, to watch me take my time, and hold me as I buck: fuckfuck fucking hot fuck.

Hit the snooze button.
Hit it hard.
Yes, hard.
Fuck, yes.

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5 Responses to “forever is composed of nows…”

  1. Amanda May 31, 2013 at 6:39 am #

    Very hot words, and lovely photo

    • secretthots May 31, 2013 at 11:13 am #

      Thanks for saying so. I love the photo, too. 🙂

  2. Beatnik du Jour May 31, 2013 at 8:16 pm #

    Snooze on 😉


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