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Storm Surge

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Skies threatening.
Ominous dark clouds roll in quickly.
Walking headlong into the wind.
Holding your hand.
Fingers interlaced.

Wet sand blowing in our faces.
The waves roar and crash into the shoreline.
Seagulls cry out warnings.
Wrapping my arm around your shoulder.
Bracing against it all.

So assured when you're with me.
Able to face the world.
No matter what it throws at us.

Finding shelter in an old beach shack.
Rain pelting the rusty tin roof.
We get out of our wet coats
And into each others arms.
Body heat so intense.
Tender kisses melting the sea chill.

We look into each others eyes
And know.
Kisses deepen. Pulses speed up.
I pull your shirt over your head.
You help me with mine.
Our jeans fall to the floor.
I pull you against me. Chest to chest.

We should be freezing
But we are anything but.

I lift your leg up over my hip.
I sink into you.
You nearly bite my lower through my lower lip.
Passion makes it all a blur
The storm rages outside.
We are oblivious to it

In our own moment.
Grinding. Moaning. Wanting.

We move as one.
Intensity building.
Climax comes.
Ripping through us.
Grabbing each other.
Holding on for support.
Secure from all storms.
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