Symphony Of Sins
Raindrops race down the window, keeping time with our wild heartbeats. Streetlights and lampposts, a blurry light show through the wet glass, setting the scene for our own little storm. Your laugh? A cute howl cutting through the thunder. I can't help but run my fingers through your hair - it's all messy and damp, and I'm loving it. A gasp escapes your lips, a sweet surrender as I close my eyes, savoring every touch. Raindrops on your trembling lips mingle, Laced with nothing but the taste of desire. Sans of flavor soaked tongue that teases when I lean in to kiss. Slippery skin, drenched with sweat. Goosebumps popping up wherever I touch you, like I'm writing love notes on your skin. You catch your breath, and damn, that little gasp of yours? It does things to me.. My fingers calmly caressing your tiny tips. Feeling the flavoured syrup drip in harmony. My hands can't get enough of you, tracing every curve and plane. Exploring those chest like I own them. Maki
