I dream of your lips pressed against mine.With your hands exploring my body while you press me up against a wall.
I imagine you leaving me with hickeys, scratches and bite marks.
I think of clothes scattered on the floor and of you pressing me to you so there is no space between us.
I don’t want flowers, chocolates and love.
I want lip biting, messy sheets and lust.
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