Could Be Heaven
This could be heaven… She is laid out, back arched, legs open, warm, aroused. The scent of her — tangy, sweet with sweat and want — is euphoria to his… Read more »
Tag: Desire
Concupiscence
It hits me with the chaotic silk-winged strength of an errant butterfly, a punch to the solar plexus that spreads heat in a confused beat-flap of unexpected desire. Warmth, nostalgic… Read more »
Tell me how it feels.
Is it a lightning spiral? A slow burn? A tingling waterfall of riverflow sparked heat, dropping off a high ledge behind your belly button, roaring its thundering pulse in a… Read more »
A picture is worth a thousand moans…
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 »