"His soul" part 3
She had never felt so alive
sitting next to him
the air cracked with electricity.
Every cell was on fire inside
her and all she could think of
was leaning over and placing
her burning lips on his neck
half-biting, half-kissing him,
she wanted to kiss him wildly
like he's never been kissed
before...breathing life back
into his soul,
until his only desire
at this moment was to have her
make her his.
~n.r. hart
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