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Hands

The way he ran his hand up and down my arm, letting his hands linger here and there. Awaking my senses with each touch. Taking one last run down my arm to my finger tips and moving up to my shoulders. Working on my shoulders and neck making me relax more into my bed. Moving on to the rest of my back. Hitting each spot with his soft, warm hands then with his lushes, soft lips. Moving his hands in every correct motion. Kissing more of my body relaxing me more into the bed then before. Putting the cherry on top, telling me to just relax, letting me drift away to sleep. Helping me to get to the sleep that I need but was unable to get for so long. Sleeping until the next night, he was sitting in the chair just watching me sleep the whole day away. All I could say to him was ‘thank you, that is what I needed.’ His charming smile forming he says ‘that is what I’m here for, to give you what you need.’

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