I want to spoil you,
Draw closer until our lips meet
In a long, slow kiss of passion.
My lips slide down your neck,
Tracing the veins softly,
Feeling your pulse under my touch.
I go lower, finding your nipples,
And let my tongue do the trick—
Circling each one with care,
Rolling around the areolas
Like laying out a red carpet.
You press my head...
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