It hurt more when he didn’t touch me; I lay there cramped and trembling, aching with need. I could hear them but they were out of my eye line, it sounded full of heat and passion, I couldn’t make out what they were saying my thoughts deafened me, my mind ran ahead and filled in that gaps and it made my breath quicken.
The footsteps drew closer, they fell silent just short of me. I could feel his eyes upon me I trembled as I waited his touch. The first sting of his touch made me smile... he loved me that much.
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Oh so erotic....the waiting, the wanting, the heat......Yum
ReplyDeletePY
Loved you that much, and gave you exactly what he wanted. Sounds like everyone was happy. Thanks for joining us this week!
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I especially love the first line. ;-)
ReplyDelete~CP
I agree, the first line is terrific. It really brings out the need felt by people who are tied, physically or emotionally.
ReplyDeleteThis is so sparse, so elegant and so deeply erotic.
ReplyDeleteWaiting is what kills me; I'm far too impatient for my own good :)Bravo!
ReplyDeletealways,
Bilinda
Not touching always hurts so much more. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteI can almost feel the aching of being untouched, very well written :)
ReplyDeleteSo damn sexy!
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