Monday, 14 April 2025

 She wanted me to kiss her neck
And mark it
Just her neck

I questioned her weird desire
The kiss on my neck will set the embers
Trickling down my legs
And the hickey on it
Will arouse enviousness, she replied 

I did as told
I chewed her neck
Till her eyes simmered 
She was someone I met at the bar 
Our eyes found each other

And the neck encounter unfolded 
Just the neck 
But no sex.
©LR





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