An Innocent Hug

It was just an innocent hug, a thank you.

But as I stretched my arms around his broad shoulders.
He gathered me into his brawny embrace.
And induced me into a dream.

A softness met my lips,
And I was savoring the deliciousness of his mouth,
Sensing his tongue.
Striking me with desire…
Catching me in unexpected ecstasy.

Leanna Feb. 2005
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