The thought of her

Wrapped around him

Supple skin bare under him

Hips teasing her edge in exquisite, slow grind

The way her pouted lips part

Her pretty face contorting in want

Want for him

Need for him

Begging him for sweet release

Under flexed, taut arms

As his hips begin to jerk

The thought of her giving herself to him

Sharing herself with him

The woman who teases his mind every day

And haunts his dreams every night

Tonight kept him awake

For tonight, naked

They lay tangled with one another

In sound slumber

Tonight their dreams came to life

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