Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Tantalyzing Tuesday Teasers, September 9, 2014 ~ Aching You

September blossoms with a beautiful Tantalyzing Tuesday that is only 6 days from my birthday. Lucky me, I have a few minutes to splash a mere 200 words across the page again for your lustful entertainment. The photo that drew my attention today is this passionately painful piece that screams separation to me.  Why are they apart?  Is he sick, lured away, seduced, by another, on a business trip or even....dead?  I don't know. 

Then, as you prepare to leave, plan a few wicked minutes to indulge in the Teasers my compatriots have drafted for your prurient pleasures.  You can jump to our control page on the anywhere you see this link, Tantalyzing Tuesday Teasers, or you can visit them one at a time, like waiting lovers, below. Tell me what you think has come between them in the comments below.........
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Aching You
Feigning a strength I did not possess, unwavering, I ran my fingers nonchalantly along the wall as I walked past the door to your closet.  It was nothing but a threshold to the past.  

I knew... 
I couldn’t live in the past but...I couldn’t breathe without you.  
I couldn’t exist in the lost and lonely days but...I wouldn’t survive without them.  
I couldn’t welcome today with the memories of our love cinching an aching grip around my heart.  
How could I live without your love to fold around my passion and desire?

Drawn irresistibly, weakened finally, to the door of your closet, I stopped.  Was that the rustle of you dressing, the smell of your cologne and the soft low resonant hum of your favorite song escaping your throat as you shaved?  I ached for you and pressed my body against the door.  The cool partition which separated me from my you, from our love, from the crushing truth, seared my yearning flesh and burned my heart.

There is no life without you: no heartbeat, no air connecting the tethered thoughts between us.  Oh, God, please bring him back or take me with him, into his eternal embrace.

I cried quietly…………please don't leave me.






 So, what do your think?  Leave me a comment below then off to visit my friends you go!!  They will show some you wonderfully lascivious, lewd lines. Have fun, my darlings. Now, go ~ go on...scoot!

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20 comments :

  1. Damn, very touching, but epic. I was moved by the way you put it. Good job!

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    1. Thank you so much, Ray. Your comment is overwhelming and I appreciate it so much. xo

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  2. Oh wow Muffy, that really was filled with emotion. I particularly love "Drawn irresistibly, weakened finally, to the door of your closet, I stopped." Fantastic. xx

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    1. Thank you, Jessica. You flatter me. I appreciate your comments. xo

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  3. Very emotional. You can really feel her pain.

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    1. Thank you for the visit and read, Angelica. xo

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  4. *sniffs*

    truly beautiful, Muffy and so sad.

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    1. Awwwww, I didn't mean to make you cry, Doris. Thanks for stopping by and having a quick read. I appreciate your comments. xo

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  5. So sensual. Filled with a mixture of emotions. Eloquent and beautiful. I love it

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    1. "Eloquent",....oh, thank you, Naomi. I so appreciate your visit and comments. xo

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  6. Touching and passion filled. You feel the yearning tugging at you. The bitterness of hope burns your tongue

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    1. Thank you, Mangus! I didn't know you were in today. I will add you to my blog. Thank you so much. Yes, the sting of hope can be bitter, I agree.

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  7. Tremendously beautiful words full of an aching sorrow she cannot let go of. I admired thiis line to appropriatelly describe the feeling she experoenced, "...the memories of ourlove cinching an aching grip around my heart." A lost lover feels exactly like that.

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    1. You are always so thoughtful in your critiques. I appreciate that more than you could possibly know. Yes, once love has a hold, it doesn't let go until our heart and souls are ready. Thank you, brother. xo

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  8. Well written filled with many emotions..... loved this is there more to this one ????
    "crushing truth ... seared yearning flesh..." really well done.... :) T

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    1. Thank you so much, Theresa. You are always so kind. I appreciate your visit and wonderful kind praise of my work. xo

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  9. Hauntingly beautiful. You created a real tear-jerker here.

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    1. Thank you, Jorja. I guess a lost love can leave us feeling that way. Thanks for stopping by and having a 'quickie' with me. I appreciate your comments. xo

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  10. beautifully written yet so heart wrenching

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  11. There was a ton of vivid imagery building up your story as the scene progressed. This one drew me into the scene immedialtely
    "His cock deep, deep into Aynne wracked, lurched, and spasmed as he came in tidal waves of scorching orgasm." You caught the sensations accurately. From there you described evetry detail splendidly. I don't knoe how you created such beautiful images.

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