Manip: "Held"

He holds me, as if weightless. A large warm hand against my torso, keeping me safe, his heart beats steady against my back - a constant. I reach up to curl an arm around his neck, gentling tugging his head down to mine. A shift, a power play of muscle. I have to bring this man as close to me as possible, to answer his need with my own. He moves with me, soft tanned skin curling over me until all I can see and feel and taste, is him...

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