Long distance

They had crossed continents to be together, listened to a clockmaker’s symphony of time passing.

Ink stained fingers had written lust on flesh and paper. Voices cracking with need had planned their route. Planes, trains and automobiles and sped their meeting.

Face to face, a lip’s breath and a palm’s sweat between them, she closes her eyes and breezes forwards, the anticipation of the first kiss rippling through her. She gasps as her lips find fresh air while his connect with her ankle.

Licking, biting and sucking his way up the last 30 inches of the trail between them.

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