Then & Now

“I feel like I belong here, with you. I don’t want to leave.”

His smile spoke a hundred words. His eyes a hundred more.

“I can’t stop staring at you. I love your face.”

His hand around my neck, ready to embrace. My heart skipped.

“Your lips are so soft.”

My mind reeled. He wasn’t him. This wasn’t him. He couldn’t be. I couldn’t be.

“And you smell good. God you smell so good.”

Chance encounters, real connections, love affairs waiting to happen.

“I want you, I want all of you, I want to devour every part of your body.”

Smiles, kisses, glances, touches, past and present, past lingering more than the present, love and lust, infatuation and crushes.

“You even taste good.”

Groans and moans and scratches and feelings. Hard and soft and wet and convulsing.

“I don’t want to leave.”

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