I always see it as a sneak attack
I come at you from
behind your back
baring your shoulders fingers touching
the nape of your neck
and then my lips as
my fingers slip
from behind to grip both your breasts
rubbing them up to the tip
as I kiss feeling them
loving the way they feel against the palms of my hands
as my chest presses against your back
and I rise up that growing need
as I peel away with layers between
until I am large against you
easing against you as I ease into you
one slow stroke after another
heating up like a
piston
as I grip you in your
breasts
then engage
a sneak attack
again and again
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