98_VulnerabilityDesire. This desire. My desire.

At this very moment, it is a burden, a cruel and vampiric drain that depletes all strength, all rationality, leaving me delicate and weak, inking my skin with impatience, marking the woman before you with an aching vulnerability, the nexus of her mind and soul and body nothing more than a raw and open wound of want, of need, of a craving so deep she is mended, reborn within your darkness and danger, within your protective embrace, your heated whispers and knowing caress, the passionate kisses devouring her surrender, the peaks of her breasts, the bare slickness of her sex, the sweet tears of release staining the blush high on her cheek.

  1. diirrty 2013.11.28 9:03pm

    oh my. minx.
    if only i could take advantage of your vulnerability
    i promise i’d be careful with it

  2. Mike 2013.11.29 1:17am

    Sometimes melancholy is a blessing


    • Cheeky Minx 2013.12.01 4:39pm

      The true blessing is found in your words, Mike…

  3. osbasso 2013.11.29 2:05am

    Something to be truly thankful for on this Thanksgiving morn!

    • Cheeky Minx 2013.12.01 4:44pm

      I thought this might be slightly more erotic than a pilgrim get-up!

  4. the late phoenix 2013.11.29 3:19am

    wherever there is melancholy, i am near…

    you know i love you, right?

    happy holidays, you gorgeous vision :*

    • Cheeky Minx 2013.12.01 4:45pm

      I know it deep in my bones, gorgeous… :*

  5. bhp 2013.11.29 3:52am

    It can be a vicious mistress, desire, I know her well.

    My longing is that you find salve for those wounds of yours Cheeky Minx.
    No one deserves whispers and kisses and open arms more than you.

    • Cheeky Minx 2013.12.01 4:47pm

      I’m so touched, truly touched – thank you for the beautiful wishes, bhp…

  6. Pierre 2013.11.29 5:31am

    It is this that we, with our entire passion, hope for, that we breathe and toil for, that binds us most strongly into life — that a single touch shall weave the fire now burning us into a scintillating crown, shall transform the dark blood now seeping from open wounds into brilliantly burning poems, stars; the beloved’s touch, a mere presence, yet a belonging deeper than the farthest star shall open us so wide that, extinguished to ourselves, we become an ‘us,’ a one, the entirety of life. A seed planted into us at the moment of our conception now blossoms singing this song, a seed now a flower seeking copulation, melting, union, and the ensuing fruit, a life of love…

    Blessed be your vulnerability, and the sweet, painful song it sings.

    • Cheeky Minx 2013.12.01 5:07pm

      I’m unsure I can pen a worthy response after such breathtakingly poetic words, Pierre.

      You’re right, of course – this piece speaks of a vulnerability and need for the touch and union with another soul (often at the heart of our deepest desires). While I’m grateful for this capacity to feel and the words it inspires, I’m more thankful still that it has allowed me to find and hear your own sweet and erotic melody (both here and on your blog)…

  7. SouthernSir 2013.12.02 2:50am

    Your vulnerability is a tender thing and yet takes so much courage to show.
    Know your desire and vulnerability is held safely in my hands.

    • Cheeky Minx 2013.12.05 8:30pm

      Being held safely in your palm takes me back to a place of strength and leaves me feeling grateful for your kindness and, of course, the beautiful words…

  8. Verbose Lothario 2013.12.03 1:43pm

    I’ve felt this kind of desire. I don’t LIKE this kind of desire, but there have been times when it has taken hold of me nonetheless. I feel you on this one.

    Luckily, the desire I have for you is not like this. The desire I have for you, though burning, is not a burden. 😉

    • Cheeky Minx 2013.12.05 8:32pm

      The slow burn works for me, VL. In so many delectable ways… 😉

  9. S S age 2014.02.12 7:30pm

    your body is absolutely delightful….. stellar even..

    • Cheeky Minx 2014.02.12 9:21pm

      “Stellar”… I haven’t heard that gorgeous adjective in a while.

      I tip my (cowboy) hat to you in thanks, S S age…