An unedited sketch I slip in your room, so quiet. You’re expecting me, but you’ve fallen asleep before I could arrive. The scent of you fills the air, seeping into me until I feel heavy with you. Your cologne, the heat of your body, your very essence makes me hungry. I ease between your sheets …
I’ve taken to not posting many pictures of myself, but I’m in a giving mood with the start of my vacation (and my 30th birthday rapidly approaching). Not sure when I’ll get anything else posted so here’s a little birthday gift from me to you.
It’s my birthday today! I’m 29, the last year of my 20s underway. What’s on my mind? The things I reveal on my blog. My forays into dating lately have made me question not the nature of this blog, but whether I need to tell potential beaus about it. I put my link up on …
“Put a dollar between your breasts.” His mouth never actually touches my skin, but the wash of his breath across my breasts is stimulating enough. He lingers, putting on a good show in the darkened room, his teeth grasping the dollar bill and pulling it straight from my cleavage. Hands wrap around my rib cage …