Her ink

up against
the wall
he hikes
up her skirt
her body
he craves
every inch
every curve
her dark eyes
pierce his soul
take me
she begged
no words
were needed
his fingers
drag down
her hot flesh
marking her
as his own
heart pounding
gasping
trembling
aching
her ink
spills out
all over him
the heat
rushes through
her veins
satisfying
her cravings

for now

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