If I were to repeat our last date,
I would prefer it to be more intimate
The hunger in us taking the control
Our soft love becoming passionate and wild
Your passionate kiss giving way to my pink swollen lips
Our breaths merging in each other
Our moans reaching a height of pleasure and scream
The poetry, each would write on the other,
With nail marks and love bites
Each thrust touching the peak
Until our orgasms are reached.

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"Are you sure?" is what you whispered softly in my ears, caressing me lovingly
while I held you in my arms, unwilling to make the first move
to let your desires take over, to make love to me
you moved passionately, giving me soft wet kisses that made me respond with pleasure,
My kiss on each and every inch of your body, desired to touch your soul, to heal it to its core, made you moan,
making me climb the mountain of ecstasy and the intense desire to give you more
It was arousing, when you pinned my hands each on the side
to make each thrust deeper and harder
and I shivered with the desire to embrace you.
You looked divine with that aura taking all over you
where uttering your name was like a prayer to me
your final thrust touching it's peak and your shyness taking over when you had cum
releasing me to absorb all the intensity, embracing you and your soul to merge in me.

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I still remember the taste of your hunger
the hunger that was wild
something rough yet arousing
exhausting yet satisfying
something that was wrong but felt so right
exploring my sensuality
leaving teeth marks and love bites
that still adorn my body
those intense moments
merging me along with its madness
when screaming your name wouldn't suffice
till all my senses exhausted
and my sanity lost its existence.

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"Your erotica drove me crazy, to explore you more," he whispered in her ears. They rolled their tongues, while he explored her wetness. She moaned with pleasure and bit her lip. "Now let me explore your skills at love making."

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The taste of your lips, of our first kiss
And your intoxicating eyes
Aroused me with the desire to see them burn with love
To touch my body, make love to me
Let's commit a sin
This is what I fancy and whim
Let me arouse the demon in you to make love to my darkness
Melt in my arms and love me harder
Let the moans fill the silence
Immerse yourself in me
Deeper and longer
Help me reach my orgasm.

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Let our words be arousing whispers,
our bodies passionate and wild.
Let the soft and wet kisses be accompanied with vigour and madness that cannot be mild.
Let the souls make a symphony of the moans and cherish the ecstasy of the soft cries.....
Let's make love so pure....
So divine........

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Meeting someone similar is like
having the same wounds on our souls.
As if we were seeking each other for healing the other.
A deep passionate and eternal love,
like meeting your soulmate.
A love beyond lust,
a deep thirst,
of bodies, heart and soul.

One completing the other......

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There is something exquisite about our love,
we loved with a love that was more than love,
I liked the way you kissed me, sending shiver to my soul,
the way my skin would sing under you touch.
I still have the taste of you on my lips,
the feeling of oneness with you filling me.
We were like soulmates who came together to feel the depth of our hunger.
Now I relive the memories of our love making,
to keep the flame of our love burning in my heart.

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Pain tastes like nectar when it is a moan of pleasure,
the pleasure of your touch that glistens my body,
it is a moan of pleasure when your tongue licks and mouth leaves love bites,
it tastes heavenly when my body reaches a height of pleasure with each thrust, harder and longer,
it gives the notion of a paradise when you fall back on me, satisfied.

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Didn't I warn you that I am too seductive
Didn't I warn you that I am too addictive
Didn't I warn you that I am difficult to resist
Didn't I warn you that I am to be treated like a queen
Didn't I warn you that I have poison on my lips that will taste like nectar
Didn't I warn you that I am going make symphony for your soul with each and every moan
Didn't I warn you that I am to be loved with fervor and zest, till eternity
Didn't I.......

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