Pinned

Her two hands are pinned on the wall over her head

I hold them both there with one hand

While my other explores the contours

Of her body

My hands slip into every curve and dip

She writhes in ecstasy against the wall

 

 

Her breathing is harsh

I feel it as my tongue wrestles with hers

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