an addict was what he became, their bliss infectious.
she too craved him, often longing for days wasted, limbs entangled,
ignorant to time, cocooned within one another. the pace of her heart
shed ample light on the fervent desire flooding every limb, humming
into his kiss, a wicked smirk on her lips as she never revealed
an answer to his cheeky query.
no, the response he was granted was nails
biting into the fitted designer attire concealing his
chest, hips flush with his own, lips
connecting once more.