Make me kneel before you, admire the view of what you covet, but don’t touch.
Deny me your touch, make me touch myself. I touch myself how I want you to touch me.
Smoothing my hand down my mid-adominal line, over my mound, I moan when my middle finger finds my buzzing clit. Continue reading
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| Stockings |
It had been his only request, those stockings. She was permitted nothing else. And when he came through the door she sat, legs spread on the stairs waiting for him. Continue reading
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| Spring |
He took my clothes off slowly, carefully, like I was a present being unwrapped and he wanted the slow reveal. Once naked before him, he led me to the bed, took my shoulders in his hands firmly, but still tenderly and drew my mouth to his for a deep, slow kiss.
“Lay on your stomach, head here near the edge.” Continue reading
He was waiting at the lift when I approached. His eyes appraised me casually, not lingering on any particular curve, or flash of skin. Continue reading
There are times I hate the need to lock the front door; no more so than right now.
Pressed against it with his mouth on mine, body hot and hard even through two layers of clothing that separate us. Continue reading
Can I take you to bed with me tonight?
I would straddle your naked thighs, kiss you slow and deep, let my tongue explore the sensuous cavity of your mouth. Continue reading