“Just let me hold you.” It was a plea. She could feel the unspoken please that hovered on his tongue and wondered if his pride would ever allow him to say it. The fact that she heard it in his voice was almost enough to make her climb back in bed and burrow into his …
I’ve jumped on the Fiction Relay wagon. It’s a very interesting story that’s been running for a few months. Check out the summary and the players on the homepage to catch up. Now, Hasty set me up so I’m going to take a hit here. — This would be quick. Her mother needed her, but …
Heat suffused her body, rippling like a tide from the roots of her hair down to her curled toes. She arched and panted, wet fingers circling, circling, dipping and plunging deep. So close. Her free hand plucked, twisted, and teased one puckered brown tip until it pouted. The ring piercing one bud served as a …
Last day of National Poetry Month. Highlights from this month includes some haikus and lamenting my missing creativity. While I’ll continue posting poetry, I feel it important to note the end of the month with a motley crew of poetry. I’m utilizing Andy’s prompt for the first. Prompt: Unintended Consequences Word Count: 123 Jealousy Opening …
Ever have a story pop into your mind when you’re doing something that makes it impossible to write it down? I’m driving when this story, this first line popped into my head 5 hours ago. She loved the weight of him in her hands. The color, dark with blood brought on by lust teased her. …
“Let me push your limits just a little.” Push my limits? Something about the way he says it, the way he looks at me, makes me throb and ache and burn. He looks so hungry, but it’s more. His eyes darken and his lips tilt up in a half-smile that rearranges my insides. It’s a …
The intricate pattern of the Windsor knot appeared under his hands without much thought. His mind was definitely elsewhere… Would she wear the dress he left on the bed? It was daring, cut so low the soft swell of her breasts would spill out. His hands pause as he thought about the metallic fabric hugging …
A long time ago I made an attempt at an erotic paranormal piece. I stopped writing it because I wasn’t sure it was worth continuing. Heidi mentioned writing something vampire related to me the other day. Of course, I enjoy a writing challenge and a prompt of any kind so I said I’d see what …
I try to write things from the male POV. I lack the parts necessary to truly understand, but that doesn’t stop me from trying it. It started as a story about a man’s infatuation with an imperfect woman (something sweet). Of course, my mind turned it into something not so sweet. Not the best I’ve …
I keep another site that houses the multitude of stories living in my brain. It’s private so it takes the pressure off me to perform, and I find I am freer in my writing. I wrote this today. This piece isn’t construing anything so please don’t view it as anything other than pure fiction. I …