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Fingers trail down her spine,

skin, bone,

bone, skin.

Whisper across the small of her back,

tickle, touch,

touch, tickle.

A palm smooths the full fleshy cheek,

caress, fondle,

squeeze, pinch.

She gasps, then holds the breath,

waiting, aching,

goosebumps colliding.

The first slap smarts,

she bites her lip.

The second stings,

she utters a sound.

The long leather tongues,

casually draped,

gracefully promise.

The first hot thud lands,

her mind surrenders to feeling,

the second dances with her skin,

time stops,

and those that follow,

set her spirit free.

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