It's you that I crave.
Your taste, your smell, your skin against mine.
The slide of your lips against mine, mixed with hot breath and slick tongue.
Warm hands, sure against flesh. Gripping and wanting.
Strong then soft and teasing.
Mouth and fingers just in the right places.
Sighs and gasps in just the right tones to sooth my soul.
I could lose myself in others, incredible orgasms and hot kisses.
But something will always be wanting, until I have you again.
6 comments:
Cravings are good, welcome back :)
Thanks Shon. Aren't they though? And giving them something to crave is a good thing too. Makes it more likely for them to come back.
I know the feeling! Glad you are writing erotica again, Jaenelle.
Very nice!
Paintings for the soul, I liked your words a lot!
Cravings are interesting, are they not? I just read Desireous' entry about craving guys at work, even though she doesn't particularly like them and has a strong primary relationship with her Sir. In your case, the craving seems to be for the primary, though I know you have at least two. I've experienced both kinds of cravings!
Jaenelle, darling, if you are back, it would be lovely to see a post maybe once a week … Is that too much for a loyal reader to ask?
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