Chemistry

A familiarity in the way his lips lifted with intrigue. His eyes absorbing but never settling. His voice lilted in sensual lullaby. He spoke to me as the wind does to a feather … silently, but powerfully capturing me on a draft I refused to deny.

I melted into instinct, primal need simmering with unknown consequence. Liquid mercury, we became one solidly – with only a touch.

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