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Rip my clothes off, bend me over on the kitchen counter, and spank me while you drill into me.
I wanna be the only one to hear your deepest and loudest moans and I want you to tell me how tight and wet I am for you. And only you.
I want your hand on my throat while the other one& #39;s gripping my hip, telling me how badly you& #39;ve been wanting to do this to me.
Let my sweet taste linger along your tongue and your soft lips for days, just craving and dying to have more of me.
I want you wrapped around my finger. Just like how I& #39;ll be with you. Just being each other& #39;s favorite drug, overdosing on each other& #39;s aromas, touch, and taste. Along with the bruises.
Your back would be covered in scratches from my nails, just aching from the large amounts of pleasure you gave me the day before. My inner thighs being bruised by your teeth from the teasing.
You& #39;d want to go to bed and just let your mind replay the sounds of moaning and desire for you to keep going deeper and harder in me, making you not being able to sleep.
I want our lips to be exploring every little inch of our bare bodies. I want our tongues to lick and remember the sweet taste of each other.
