Category: Short Form

Devour

Once she straddles his thighs, he relinquishes all control. Her hand slides down his neck resting at the nape, drawing him in to her heated breath as she begins to tease herself with his thick and almost painfully swollen cock.

Rising up over him, she opens her plump lips to accept his glistening head. And here she pauses. Looking him squarely in the eyes and covering his groaning mouth, she lowers and squeezes her little wet cunt until she has swallowed him up.

Touch

He moves up silently behind her, his presence at first a suggestion rather than a certainty.

She closes her eyes and excitedly exhales in anticipation of his touch. One finger languidly traces the strip of her freshly showered skin peeking out from between her girlish pink knickers and lilac tank.

Legs now invitingly parted, she stands eagerly awaiting the next touch.

When she least expects it that same finger hooks and twists itself so tightly into the right side of the waistband her sensitive clit begins to purr.

Songbird

Bundled in his arms as the light faded low, he sang to me. Softly, sensuously.

Soon after he sang into me, breathing the lyrics into my skin, humming the tune into my flesh, as his lips trailed down, down, down my fair body.

Stroke

Grasping her ankles, he pulls her toward him at the foot of the bed. He opens her wide, positioning each leg on the periphery and runs his hands insistently along their length.

Arms wound tightly round her hips and bottom, he plunges himself into her wetness in one deliciously selfish stroke.

Music Man

As he growls then whispers the lyrics, she marvels how he could so accurately read the life of a woman a world away from his own.

Smiling through her tears she doubts if any other man will ever be able to do the same from up close.

Tease

Kneeling behind her, his hardness ready and waiting, he meets her eye in the mirror. On all fours and through a curtain of flaming curls he can see and feel her frustration.

She pushes back ever so slightly but his strong hands on her hips stave her off. She has been teased, mercilessly. The wetness dripping down her legs for the past hour has left its mark on the bed. He runs his hand tenderly over the length of her back and around her fair bottom, which he kisses lightly at first and then so deeply a low moan escapes her body.

She has been teased long enough.

Weakness

I didn’t stand a chance. I really didn’t. Once his fingers found the back of my neck I knew my resolve would disappear. Once those big, beautiful hands began their languid yet discreet caress I knew I would be his for the taking.

Just like that.

So easily done. And so damn easy.

Compulsions

The pulsation of my body, the flow of my words.

Together again, they overtake me, they wake me in the dead of night, gnawing, grabbing, demanding. Begging for the page, the pen, the cursor, the screen. Begging for skin and heat and lips and hands and hardness.

Open and ready, I surrender.

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