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’Cause when I make love to your body, it feels like I’m drawing instead

Feels like I’m at my easel, when I’m with you in bed

Illustrating every shade of you, I gotta confess

Darlin’ you are my canvas, every time you undress

Ain’t nobody in this gallery

It’s just me and you

Baby I am the artist

And you are my muse

Inside these walls is a masterpiece

And you are Mona Lisa

’Cause when I make love to your body, it feels like I’m drawing instead

Feels like I’m at my easel, when I’m with you in bed

Illustrating every shade of you, I gotta confess

Darlin’ you are my canvas, every time you undress

Blending myself inside of you

This is more than sex

’Cause when I make love to your body, it feels like I’m drawing instead

Feels like I’m at my easel, when I’m with you in bed

Illustrating every shade of you, I gotta confess

Darlin’ you are my canvas, every time you undress

Picasso. Van Gogh

Take off your clothes

Let’s create a show

He played a mini solo of the instrumental after he was finished, taking my breath away even more.

Oh wow.

There were no words for the beautiful melody he’d sung to me. The lyrics. The metaphor. The meaning. The depth.

Zander sheepishly looked at me beneath his thick eyelashes. “The studio version is much better, I swear. When the other sounds come in, it really takes it to another level. Paul thinks it’s the perfect comeback—”

I crossed the distance between us, straddled his lap, and kissed him with all that I had.

Dressed in just Zander’s Versace robe, I sat next to him on his daybed out by the pool. I was still coming down from our tryst in his bedroom. I couldn’t even hold a glass of water we’d come to find out after we came down to the kitchen on our way outside.

Staying true to Zander’s lyrics, we’d made passionate love in his bed. My fingers got lost in his hair, my lips were locked in against his, and he caressed me so gently and intently, I almost had my orgasm just from that alone. I decided then and there that slow was my favorite tempo between us. It felt more raw, intense, and vehement.

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