As I straightened my hair last night, it was you I thought of. Your hands running up my wrists, arms, shoulders, neck. I was not prepared though, for how your eyes drew me into you as you lifted up my chin. As I fastened my skirt, zipped my boots, I could almost feel your hips pressing intently at the softness between my thighs. I did not realize- as the bass led our bodies to sway- that your lips would seek mine, tender and brimming with hunger- I'd have never imagined.
You.
I'd have never imagined...
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