When you have your eyes closed, and you’re taking
Deep breaths in through your nose because your
Mouth is busy trying not to groan. Whether you
Realise it or not, my name escapes on board a
Moan. When I press a little harder, to perfect the
Knack, and from beneath me I feel you arch
Your back; gaining a grip I grab onto your hips,
And look up in time to see your teeth sink into
Your lip, I can see you’re stifling another cry.
Bravely I find myself moving lower, and my
Quick-flick technique morphs into something
Much slower. ‘Is this okay?’ I ask. ‘Baby, you
Can keep going all night.’
And that’s when I know I’m doing it right.
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