Chapter 2

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The tiniest of all my desires. I'm a cripple under ur wishes. We form ways to love. Ways so simple. Ur finger tips as they trace up my belly half curled. My back arching wanting it more. The knot in my stomach shifts into a howling storm under the belt. The fabric slips as u slip inside. Ur palms pressing against my chest. The aggressive softness of ur lips. Ur tongue and how it sucks on mine. And so we love. U dig and I squirm, I moan and tear. All that I fear is u and ur the one who erases them. We grasp for air, we grasp it from each other's lungs. I open myself to give u me. I take u and u cave in as u tower over.

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