That Dress
I know what she's doing, keeping me waiting. I could tell the very moment she snatched the dress out of my hand and the corner of her mouth turned up, she knows she's driving me insane and I know she's doing it on purpose. I feel like a teenager again. I've lost my cool, my sleek chill all but disappears when she is near.I flop back onto the bed, breathing deeply and trying to relax. She must be the only woman capable of pushing me so far into my desire for her that I lose my carefully...
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