Our lust, bound in pleasure’s reign, is a force that cannot be tamed. The primal urge roars within me, driving me to seek you out with a hunger that consumes my every thought.
I am drawn to you like a moth to a flame, unable to resist the magnetic pull of our connection. Every touch, every kiss, every moment spent in your arms is like a drug, intoxicating me with a euphoria that I cannot resist.
I am lost in the depths of our passion, drowning in a sea of desire that threatens to overwhelm me. But I welcome it, embrace it, revel in the intensity of our lust. For in your arms, I am whole, complete, alive.
And I will never let go, never surrender to the darkness that threatens to consume me. Our lust is a fire that burns bright and hot, and I will let it consume me until there is nothing left but ashes.
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