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Butterflies

My heart flutters just from the
thought of us. I'm way past being in
love, I'm pretty sure that this is definitely
lust.

I get a tingle between my legs every time
you touch my skin. Passionate kisses, and
silhouettes of our bodies glowing and
bouncing off the walls of our love den.

Nervousness consumes me just from the
anticipation of it all. So excited when you
get it and hit it up against the wall.

Bodies wringing wet from the moisture of
great sex. Jerking and shaking as though I've
been doomed by a hex.

Scratches on your back to mark my territory.
Lovemaking with you isn't just good, it's
beyond extraordinary.

Giving you the option to excercise between my
thighs. I don't need any drugs because I'm on
a sexual high. Goosebumps and shivering
because my stomach is overcome with butterflies.

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