L is for Lust, er, Love
Yeah that's what I meant!
The pounding heart, the flutter in her stomach, the shivers that run up her spine as her body tightens and her breath shortens. She wants to feel the roughness of his hands tightening on her hips, the hardness of his frame against the rounded edges of hers.
He wants to run his hands over her curves, taste the sweetness of her lips, feel the softness of her skin. He wants to feel the give of her body as it melts into his, the hitch in her breath as he touches her there.
Lust, at first sight.
Can there be love without lust? Sure, but don't you want that overwhelming response to the one you come to love? How can it lead to love if you don't want to taste the edge of his lips, run your fingers through his hair and feel his body press you down? The heart stopping responses excite your interest.
If nothing catches your interest how can you be willing to get to know him? How can nothingness lead to love? Attraction, lust, hunger and then more...
LOVE...
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