Love’s Lust

His hand gripped her bodice tightly, and her knees buckled as she dropped to the cool green grass with him. Her sweet, musky scent mixed with the fragrance of crushed clover and permeated his senses. He brushed his lips against the smoothness of her skin, afraid to taste of her, lest he’d lose all control. As it was, he thought he’d drown inside her embrace. The sounds of her sultry voice echoed in his ears as he lifted her, and holding her tightly against him, he never wanted to let her go.
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