I Need You Tonight
So slide over here His step forward is a long slide, covering the distance from doorway to mattress — the mattress where I am sprawled on bare sheets, hand shoved… Read more »
So slide over here His step forward is a long slide, covering the distance from doorway to mattress — the mattress where I am sprawled on bare sheets, hand shoved… Read more »
You are… Not tied, exactly. But restrained somehow. Hmmm… Seated, I think, would do well for my purposes. And restricted, to a degree. But I want your hands free. So… Read more »
Motion… Not so much rocking as softly rolling. A sensate lullaby of ship-water movement slowly waking me to powerfully charged awareness. Sensation… Texture. Scent. Crisp-soft sheets and cool not-yet-dawn air… Read more »
In which, Feve comes* closer than ever before to being fisted. (As a result of which: *Feve comes. And comes again.)