Bedroom Closet

Hands float­ing over each other, bod­ies pressed together, legs enter­twined. Hands slip under shirts, inside waist­bands, across seams. Lips touch­ing, kiss­ing, lick­ing. Hair in hands, breath quick, warm­ing flesh.

There are times when mak­ing out like teenagers on the bed is per­fect. Love with a touch of lust. A lit­tle pre­view of what comes later. A way to fan the fires before mov­ing on later, or warm­ing up for right then.

His lips and mine. Just perfect.

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