Reconsidering the challenge to write
erotica. This is a bit more adventurous.
Submitted to dVerse
September 3, 2020
***************
She came to him in the night
her skin dewy and fragrant from the
lotions she uses after her shower.
Her lips touched his lightly, then
seeking, tongue touching tongue,
her fingertips trailing down his chest,
his waist to his loins, wanting, needing,
in the way with which he’d become so
familiar. His body responding, he
drew her close, and they began the
dance as old as time.
A blog for the midnight epiphanies and idle thoughts of a hopeless wordaholic.
This is incredibly sensuous, Beverly!❤️ Love the image of "skin dewy and fragrant from the lotions,".. we women have our ways don't we? Thank you so much for writing to the prompt!🥰
ReplyDeleteSizzling, Beverly! You conjured the visuals, scents, and more, as well as the urgency.
ReplyDeleteWhew, this is a sizzling dance as old as time.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful dance ... we all crave for closeness like this.
ReplyDelete