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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: January 02, 2018

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Submitted: January 02, 2018



Well, when I say I wanna have sex,

I don’t necessarily mean I wanna get fucked until I come.  


I mean i wanna make out with someone for half an hour on my couch

with grabby hands all over my body.


Our teeth clashing, we can’t stop kissing.


Slow, desperate, needy, grinding on each other.


Then we make our way upstairs, hands still on each other.


We bump heads as we try to get our clothes off and onto the bed.

We try to adjust in the right position while we laugh and kiss.


I wanna feel good.


I wanna see their blissful little grin scrunch up because it feels so good.


You know, we’d make eachother come so good and we end up in a hot, tangled mess.


Fingers intertwined, my legs around their waist and we’re making out again.


That’s what I mean when I say I wanna have sex.

It’d be cool if I could have that now



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