One Hour

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One more hour without him.

Every inch of her body craved it.

A sweet fire devouring her loins.

More than just something distant.

He was every single thing she longed for.

Innocent and sweet, raw and hard.

Every second was a waste without him.

That fiery caress was all she needed.

These warm kisses were all she needed.

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Patricia Pixie❤

Patricia Pixie❤

Billingual writer/music lover/tarot reader/Interested in the mysteries of the human mind misspatypixie@outlook.com