Kiss and hug. Skin to skin. Deep breaths, panting hard, so hard. It didn't matter the sweat. Nothing really matter. Not anymore. It was quick, spontaneous. Out of their minds.
Looking into each other eyes, so gleamy, so tired, so full of lust.
Lust, passion, desire...hands roaming everywhere...touching. Rough, tender... So soft, so bitter. Deep, it was deep. Panting into each others breath. His breath kissing her skin. Ah, the tender sound of bodies colliding...the beautiful song made of moans.
Soft moans that die into their mouths, connected.
She remembered this, all this. All. The last time, the last chance...she would love to see it as love making. But she's pretty sure that it wasn't. Pure lust. Just having sex. She knows she'd been used. To be fucked, just a release...not much more than that.
Oh, but she loved him. She still does. She knows she is rather stupid. But, how to let it go when it was her all?
Oh, she remembers. She lingers.
She wishes that nothing of all this ever existed.
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