Those touches are those that send your senses into ecstacy.
He did so that lovely afternoon...
Ah, the dark of that backstage room, the glow of the a/c light, him. Towering over me.
Hands sliding agaisnt my corseted dress, unclasping, unzipping.
Calloused skin grazing my hips, my neck, my chest...lips and tonuge against the flesh. Oh, my God....he smelled exactly how I pictured he would.
Cloves.
Dark rum.
Sex.
Heavy breathes in my ear, echoing in that room. Eyes rolling into the skull, soft words whispered into the air.
Rough grabs to my hips, press me agaisnt him. His arousal hard against my dress, and I was able to feel it through such....
But I can't stop thinking of that scent.
It drove me to be lightheaded and hot with desire. How my lips craved his, then a crash of passions of the mouths we did engage.
Stil to this day, I feel his touch, his eyes, his lips, his mouth....against me.
All over me. My heart still quivers in lust as I think of his delicious caresses.
His eyes peirce into my soul, my mind and send me into a shiver of lust all over again...
How I wish he was mine.
He will be mine.
A contest entry
- Something Different by Exodus.
525 points, ended March 10, 2008, 27 entries
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I think you need to run this through MS word or something similar. As it is there are a few spelling mistakes etc. I wasn't expecting adult pieces with this contest, but this is certainly interesting. Thank you.
Oh and please don't forget to add an adult tag to your piece
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this is quite impressive
and amazingly visual
but i wonder who its about?
-jessi -
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Thankies!!
It's about the love of my eye that I can't have...yet. Anyways.... -
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its quite a powerful use of words...
-jessi
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