*Ace*
I knew it, that she would be like this… feverish, demanding, all-consuming. It's one of the reasons I've resisted her allure until now. I understood beforehand that once won't be enough, that I'll become drunk on the taste of her, more flavorful than the finest wine.
Her heat seeps through my clothing, warming my skin, and I suspect I might forever feel her presence there, within my pores, coursing through my blood. I am so incredibly hard for her.
I fight to ignore the bed with its thick blue duvet that beckons only a few feet away. If I lifted her into my arms, I could reach it in half a dozen long steps, lay her down upon it, and stretch out alongside her. I imagine the joy to be found in loosening buttons, lacings, and ribbons, of slowly revealing every inch of her flesh.
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