I feel your fingertips caressing me.
I bite my lip,
Your hand rests on my knee.
You loosen your grip,
So much for watching the movie.
Your soft touch moves up my thigh.
Gentle kisses on my neck,
The heat is on the rise.
I feel myself begin to sweat,
Your forehead against mine.
Our hands connect,
Fingers entwine, You gaze into my eyes.
Your hand creeps up my skirt.
From there its a joy ride.
I catch your eyes peer down my shirt.
I don't mind, from you there's nothing I hide.
I feel the rush.
I grip your hand.
The pleasure's too much.
I moan your name in hush.
 
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