Tantalyzing Tuesday is a group of very talented and sexy writers, Tantalizing even. We are going to tease, tantalize and ignite your fantasies with a short tale, based on a photo of our own selection and 200 words, no more ~ no less. Well, as you might expect, I love this fabulous group of writers so I hope you enjoy the read...........
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Surrender…
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| Surrender |
Here. Now, I
want you...
I want to watch a look of complete passionate surrender overtake you. I want to feel my velvet folds move you to places we can only explore together...
I want to sit astride you, so I can see you. And I want to ride you to the edge of the abyss, where we hang in that sweet incalculable moment; that moment of wanting to tumble over, to plummet, but wanting even more to NOT...to have it last as long as we can stand it, there on the edge of cataclysmic satisfaction, but holding it off, and holding it, and....
I want to hear you gasp and sob, crying my name. I want to watch your body spasm and lurch just before I fall against your chest, our bodies pushed together. In the heat and the fertile humidity, my hair cascades in fiery curls across your face and I breathe you in. I breathe our sex in, rich and earthy: the smell of fresh baked bread. Us, yes, us; our smell, our wonderful unique particular aroma...hmmmmmmm
It is to be loved, my darling, it is for loving...It stays with me, my love, you stay with me...
I want to watch a look of complete passionate surrender overtake you. I want to feel my velvet folds move you to places we can only explore together...
I want to sit astride you, so I can see you. And I want to ride you to the edge of the abyss, where we hang in that sweet incalculable moment; that moment of wanting to tumble over, to plummet, but wanting even more to NOT...to have it last as long as we can stand it, there on the edge of cataclysmic satisfaction, but holding it off, and holding it, and....
I want to hear you gasp and sob, crying my name. I want to watch your body spasm and lurch just before I fall against your chest, our bodies pushed together. In the heat and the fertile humidity, my hair cascades in fiery curls across your face and I breathe you in. I breathe our sex in, rich and earthy: the smell of fresh baked bread. Us, yes, us; our smell, our wonderful unique particular aroma...hmmmmmmm
It is to be loved, my darling, it is for loving...It stays with me, my love, you stay with me...
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Amazing! Sensual eroticism with excellent visuals. I feel rather warm all of a sudden ...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Muffy. Just beautiful and I might have to find my husband ;-)
ReplyDeleteHot and touching at the same time. Lovely Teaser.
ReplyDeleteVery hot, erotic and written beautifully
ReplyDeleteI wonder - perhaps you could start a line of Valentine ecards that actually MEAN something..?
ReplyDeleteSurrender ... such a powerful closing, but yet such epic opening. For it is what we all do ...in order to achieve what we all seek in moments like this ....passion
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