Funny times we live in, huh? You wonder if it’s a precursor to something or the beginning of a change (good or bad) that’s been long in coming. I’m struggling a bit with my weight, writing, starting a new job. I’m unsure if I like where I am or if I need to start something …
He’d talked her into camping. True camping with nature, tents, sleeping bags, and pissing in bushes. She stepped out of his pickup, clenching her book bag and wondering what she was thinking as she stared at the trees surrounding her. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” His deep voice hummed with pleasure as he stretched to the …
Chapter 10 “Lay on your stomach and don’t move,” he told her in a firm voice. Hunter pressed her into the soft mattress and she sank like lead into the fluff and smell of him that floated around her. She wanted to reach out to him, but was afraid he’d reject her again. Gazelle’s heart …
Like an ache Just under my skin Deep enough to notice Nearly enough to hurt Every thought reminds me That nice doesn’t always feel good And some things leave a mark
A siren in silhouette Waiting in perfect position For the touch of your fingertips along eager skin To be set into motion Made to move, moan at your command If only you come and wake the doll
I’ve been feeling weird about sharing my body lately. After the last failed attempt at a relationship, I’ve felt vulnerable and uncomfortable. I hadn’t felt the urge to share other than a few old photos lately. The desire struck me suddenly today. The need to offer a peek. It’s odd how it crops up and …
I wish we could’ve been effortless A little more effort from you A little less demanding from me Now we’re finding what we deserve I deserve someone who wants my affection You deserve someone’s attention you want
Whisper those perfect words Bite hard at my lip Speak the truth that Defies my logic Reach deep inside Show me That time with me Is always time well spent
This will come as a surprise to approximately no one, but I have image issues. Nothing brings that to the fore more readily than dating. You’d think being in my thirties would make me much more secure in what I look like, but the truth is I struggle with it. Half the time I don’t …
Lazy Sunday musings. Unedited “Hold that pose.” Lisa tilted my chin a little higher. I arched just a little, trying to ignore that ache that had nothing to do with the position I was in. The faint smell of my desire tickled my nose. Anticipation and nervousness had a way of riling me up. My …