Bark

He pushed her back to the bark and stole her lips’ kisses, tugging her closer and reaching his hand behind her black blouse; his nails marked her flesh as his own, chiseling memories into pulsing scratches both pleasure and pain. She’d know only his fingers would dig so deep as his breath caressed her ears with unending warmth.

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7 comments so far

  1. Sweetest in the Gale (Fledgling) on

    I could feel the passion…wonderful!

  2. qualcosa di bello on

    a tantilizing look at the emotional sweep of love….

  3. Michelle Johnson on

    love can certainly embark on a wild adventure, can’t it? great capture of love’s intensities. hope all is well.

  4. Tumblewords on

    Intense! Unending – a nice thought!

  5. Leo on

    very passionate!

  6. gabrielle on

    the heat is palpable. what a joyous window into the erotic!

  7. Tammie on

    the wildness of passion is tangible in your words.


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