Something smutty to help with the Monday Blues…
18 and over only behind the jump
Her back was arched as he rose over her body. Sweat glistened on her skin as the scent of her desire rose like a spell around him, pulling him in, seducing him.
It was irresistible and so he gave in, licking from the nape of her neck up to her ear. The salt of her body burst onto his tastebuds and her moan slid into his ears.
Her skin was soft and the lips of her pussy smooth. When his hand first slid up the inside of her thigh and into her panties, she’d already been juicy for him and he’d stood there, body pressing her into the wall behind them, slowly stroking those velvety lips until he’d slowly slid inside her.
She made the sexiest sounds of desire, soft gasps and catches of breath, mewls and moans and he’d made her come, delighting in the way she’d started trembling beneath his hands.
That was the first of several and he had many more planned. He wanted to wring every last orgasm he could from her, leave her boneless and sweaty and imprinted with him.
November 19th, 2007 at 6:25 pm · Link
Hot, Lauren. And tender, too. I like it!
November 21st, 2007 at 8:10 pm · Link
oh heck – i missed seeing that you had this up!! adding it to the train right now. i do so love your monday poetry train exerpts! 😛