Yank My Chain

Watching you walk away, a whisper in my head says Follow.  The monster rattles its chains, wanting you again.
A little taste.  Just one kiss.  Your scent is all I smell.  I can feel your heart beating against mine.
One long moment with your hands on my back.  The feel of your tongue on my skin.  Your heat envelopes me.
It’s not enough.  Never enough.  Want more, more, more.  The beast roars in my head, calling your name.
You’ve whetted an appetite that has never been sated.  Desire hums through the blood like  music, but it does not soothe.
Chains rattle quietly… waiting… wanting…

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