She stares with dark brown eyes burning to consume and I
stand willing, wanting, waiting for her kiss.
I growl with anticipation as she teases my accelerating heart beat. She taunts, tonguing her fingers as she nears
my thickness. She hasn't touched me yet
but her whispers of what she’s about to do edge me closer. Her words are fogged to my ears save for the
ones that pierce right through me; crave, taste and swallow tighten every
muscle in my body. When she does finally
mouth my fire I fight hard not to end what has just begun.
Photo Title: Catering
Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Pedro Victoraf
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