The Dance

"A love that most never known"

A love most can but dreamJust thinking of Him Makes her weakAnd wet filled with lustA lust she's never known Laying her core raw His eyesGlacier blueDamn His eyesHis touch His voiceFew wordsO he knewHis control She wanted HimShe needed HimNever to shareJust for herselfTo...

You tower above me,I’m down on my knees,Give me all of you,“I need your touch, please.” My long dark hair,Twisting around your finger,Pace quickens to satisfy,“Slower, let it linger.” Lips freely wander,Cock dives in deeper,Pat me reassuring,“You’re a keeper.” Tongue speeds up,Breathing gets...

The solace and joy that you found in meThe comfort you needed to set you freeLike the warmth that rains down from aboveIn all but in nameIt was love So many nights that I moved in youFelt your heart restart, a...

416 – Part 4

"David takes Shelly, his longtime lover, to dinner at 416 for a night of fine food, wine and passion."

Thursday evening David and Shelly walked through the massive 416 door precisely on time. David was greeted by the doorman, who ushered them into the bar. They hadn’t been inside for thirty seconds before Donna called out, “Good evening, Mr....

Curse that needCoursing through my veinsSingeing within my bloodOrchestrating the acheThe throb between my legs.Damn that heat which melts meAs if I were nothingA body made of a waxA tangled fray of nervesVictim to the lust,Fire-soaked in my heart.I abandon...

Stripping my clothes as I walk through the front door. Rushing upstairs in a heated fire, knowing you’re there. All day, I ached for your touch. Satisfied only with the knowledge that I will feel your heat soon. Rushing through the door, my heart skips. Sitting...

I need you to stay, and the urge to beg you to stop getting dressed swells to a lump in my throat.  Alas, my cowardice quells my protestations. Feebly, unconvincingly, I mirror the consolatory smile you shoot over your shoulder. My...

Quarantine Sex

"Abby tells her long-time friend about the lustful sex she is having with her husband in quarantine."

Sitting at her improvised home-office desk, Abby’s cell phone rang. Glancing at the clock on her computer, she saw that it was 4:30. “It can’t be anyone from the office,” she thought. Picking up the phone, she saw the call...