Dark eyes demand and aqua eyes comply,
Probing fingers seek, I utter a sigh.
Fingers caress and whisper against silk,
Awakening flesh the color of milk.
Hot breath blown on slumbering peaks,
They strain against a silk barrier, freedom to seek.
Thrusting forward, their reward, a nip,
An erect tongue moves over each tip.
My heaving bosom urges you on,
Amid ivory orbs is where your lips belong.
The barrier is suddenly discarded, you revel in the feast,
As flesh is devoured by Passion's Beast.
I quiver and moan your name,
As my raw passion drives me insane.
Greedy lips and tongue begin to plunder the glen,
Assaulting steadly, demanding to be let in.
Slathering warmth touches the core,
Limbs tremble, back arches, straining for more.
Panting moans burst forth, again and again,
As nectar flows without end.
Swiftly I am impaled by a shaft of light,
As I ride the comet throughout the night!
Shirine McVey discovers that twenty years of her life have elapsed since she went to sleep in a hotel room in El Paso, Texas. And worse, she is married to a man she doesn't know.
Georg
Romance at it's best SC...
Hugs......
Fee
I love the last two lines...ride the comet...
Regis (Professor Dreamy, to you)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your Texas friend, Little Twister. :D