I send him a photographic story upon waking, warm arousal flushing my skin from late-night fever-hot dreams. Click. Aching nipples, pebbled against the night, distraught at the loss of his… Read more »
My honeyed syrup drips, sticky sweet, coating my sugared walls, coaxing your fingers further inside where their scissoring tease pulls forth my dripping wet. My heart beats a two-syllable tattoo… Read more »
Just three syllables, tripping off your tongue in ragged breaths released…
Tonight I am hot skin and fevered half-dreams, ragged breaths and raw lust. My heart beats in counter-rhythm to the rain that pounds against my windowpane, the taps against the… Read more »
Please. I need you. Can you see? Look. Look at me. My cunt has a mind of her own and a voracious appetite. Right now she’s hungry. For you.
Tonight I am restless. Agitated. Along the skin I am crawling out of, I feel a trail of fire where the blaze of your cool kisses last traced against my… Read more »