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Source: Adults

Author: Isabella Thornston

Title: Starved Lover

You came back from some far away place
like a starved lover back from war.
We danced around a few words
dipped and spinned carefully
to a synthetic tune
until we were comfortable.

Your intentions became clear
before the second dance
Your hand lowered to the small of my back
Music evaporated in the air as the pounding
of our hearts were all that was heard.

Your lips and tongue beckoned me
to places only my imagination has shown me.
You lead me from the dance floor to the barn
The night was late and quiet and the
hay was a soft bed for lovers.

You lay me back kissing me passionately
leaving me in breathless want while
you undressed.
After my clothes were gone your hands
began a familiar path touching and caressing
curves and valleys of my body.

You kissed my breast and suckled my nipples
while I reached for your manhood,
It felt sure and solid in my hands
like a deliberate sword meant to penetrate.

You spread my legs and carressed my flesh
making it melt and become your own.
Mounting me you hesitated and looked me
in the eye, as you thrust yourself into
my body.

At that moment I knew you and I wanted
to crawl inside one another and become one.
It was such an electrifying feeling to be that turned on.

You began slow movements at first with my hips
rising to meet your thrust.
Speed and depth increased as passion
overtook all thought.

The moment was simultainious leaving
us shuddering in spasms locked together,
my leggs wrapped around your hips.

We lay together for several minutes
and roll into eachothers arms,
two lovers tired from their lovemaking.
Smoldering like a flame turned to ember.

Starved lover came to feed on me
like a vampire, making me his.
Wanting, dreaming, thinking about
his taste for days..........

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