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the little things  ❇

∞

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When I leave her breathless, aching, and melting into the sheets, she can still feel my hand on her neck, my hot breath against her cheek, the pressing together of our hips, and my feral sounds echoing in her head.

All these together, a shadowy re-telling of a night that will not soon be forgotten.

At the end of the night, when all the passions have satiated our desires and fused our souls, so to shall our bodies bask in contented embrace.

There is only one that has my heart.

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