“I just want to touch and be touched by the rough calluses on your palms as they tremble against my skin, your fingertips ghosting along to the beat, beat, beatbeatbeat of my heart, in time with the heat of your mouth.” LoveDesirePassionSex Book:Cacophony Source: Cacophony
“I want your teeth and tongue on my neck, writing a blue black sonnet on my carotid.” LoveDesirePassionSex Book:Cacophony Source: Cacophony