He clasped her face as he devoured her. Her heart soared as he latched onto her mouth as if her taste was addictive, as if he gained sustenance from what he extracted from her. She closed her eyes and got lost in him. She had no choice. His hunger fed hers. The alluring madness that had tempted her at twenty-three was nothing compared to what consumed her now. She didn’t think their chemistry could get any hotter. She was wrong. Now that they weren’t holding back and using desire as a weapon to best the other, it had morphed into something else. Something more. Something that terrified her with its relentless pull. Her only consolation was that he seemed to be under the same compulsion. Knowing this was temporary, that they would inevitably part made every day, every interaction special. They weren’t people who had committed to forever and who took each other for granted. Both had experienced paradise and knew how fleeting that phase was. Life had a fickle habit of tripping them up and tearing their plans to shreds. So, they luxuriated in the moment. They gorged on one another, knowing this may be the only chance they had.
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P Coffman
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