Sweet melody echoing on this four cornered room. Your chest pinned against mine. Friction with every move your body makes, sways accordingly with the soft jazz on play. Me and you drenched with our bodily fluids, with every drip I can see you bite your lip. The way you scratch my back when the moment gets heated makes me want to let it out inside you. When I hit the perfect spot I anticipate your moan and wait for the smooth jazz's saxophone loud solo and push it deeper until you stop screaming "more". Before my playlist ends I'll let you have it. Let you decide where you want to get it. With this published the only thing left now is to ask "What music to play by the time we meet? "
