1 year ago. February 13, 2024 at 11:02 PM
My memory is shit, I remind you of this often
But I'll never forget your hand on my thigh, the city laid before us.
The heat of our passions pulsing through my veins.
Your hands strong enough to hold me in place, each finger knowing exactly how to touch, to drive me right over the edge.
A soft smile graces my lips, blushing deep at the thoughts drifting through my mind.
Just like that first night.
I feel alive.