slow hands prance across my chest.
a kiss deflower me.
a gentle caress and a ache as I'm afraid to leave.
you're succumb to the taste of cologne and skin.
you die as you kissed me down.
inches by inch.
laying me out like a landscape.
your tongue's seductive indelible curve plagued my body.
the taste was sweet.
your fingers traced me like a sketch.
I never thought of my body as a work of art but your lipstick stained lips leaving me like a expression.
drawing me like a canvas like a tattoo undone but fresh from the pen.
my dark chocolate skin a touch too hot but a taste too sweet as you melt hard to the phobia to pull away.
your lipstick stain a tattoo left endless on my body.
I moan as you are on top of me.
straddling me.
the taste of my dick inside you.
your fingernails dig into my chest.
the pain was heaven and hell.
the kiss that haunted me though I wanted more.
your breasts kissing my mouth.
the taste was bittersweet.
the ache in your chest leaving you warm.
as I died every time you climaxed.
yet it was too hot.
your panties on the floor.
moans became our safe word.
we were too hot to touch.
a fever too warm.
©darkmocha
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