A continuation of this. With a lovely contribution from @domsigns whom I wish would write more, but I'll take what I can get. – "Baby, can you come help me find my keys to the suitcase? I think they're lost under the bed somewhere?" She stopped reading her book, looked in the direction of the …
Speak the things into existence that you long for in life – I stalk into the house, in a total fit and ready to unload on him like usual. He always listens to me talk about work even when he doesn't quite understand why. Work had been particularly difficult last night, and I really needed …
“I was expecting a call.” The disappointment on his face caused a twinge in her belly. She’d call it regret, but it felt more akin to guilt. She tucked her hands between her closed thighs and sighed softly. His face was friendly and that made her feelings of guilt worse. “I just haven’t been feeling….” …
I’m scared. Of commitment Me, who longs for love Will run, will run The moment I think It’s found me — “You’re distant today. What happened between dinner at your apartment last night and this morning?” He’s too damn observant, noticing what I didn’t realize was even present. I battle inadequacy, a worry I’m not …
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If you’re following along, you’ll remember I’d decided to post an ad on Craigslist. It was done mostly as a dare with the end result being the mother lode of blog fodder. So not serious, low expectations, ready for a good laugh. Case in point is the gentleman who took offense to my height “requirements”. …
Order up on Andy’s weekly prompt. Prompt: Dirty Laundry Word count: 196 — The way his eyes followed her as she moved around the kitchen warmed her. Spices scented the air, adding something exotic to the heated atmosphere. She was trying hard to finish dinner, dodging his hands. His look said if he snagged her …
She lived for the thrust of his body, driving her impossibly on, impossibly higher. Her high was in the sweat that dripped from his face to coat her lips, the groans that vibrated along her being. Flesh pressed so close, the smell of sex permeating the air as he filled her so full she disconnected …
The other story wasn’t coming together so I’m tossing you poetry instead. Connected to the first story Dragging me under This need to break you Tie you forever to my side By blood and by breath Bones crushing, crashing down I leave, come back, leave Unable to break free Even as we break each other …
Two songs this week. 1) Litost by Ambassador I watch the scratches as they appear on your face as if from a distance. How can rage, pain, and love live so comfortably inside me, all directed at you? With your sensual looks, I wanted you from the first moment I saw you. It was the …