in your hands…

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I discovered a depth of desire that will only ever echo your name.
And in this knowing, I touch my softest parts, again and again,
ever dewy from knowing the strength and tenderness of your touch.
I wait for your gaze to remind me of what was possible and what might yet be.

I open to you, flush with hope, wet with need, soft with moan.
Lover, come to me.

 

insatiable…

Always in the night, she loved the sea of his hands washing over her, his fingers all rough sand and pinches kisses on her skin, until at last he brings the tide and covers her in need.

– Peregrine – 

insatiable