"Close your eyes." He said. My eyes replied; open, defiant, My mouth with corners curled: This was prohibited.   My lips still parted, Consensually; I allowed him to find me, hold me, whilst the ringing continued: Prohibited. Prohibited.   His touch, wise, his tongue experienced, his face, rugged and his mid-kiss groan, satisfying. In mine, … Continue reading Mid-Kiss


Footsteps in a room,  shouldn’t look, shouldn’t stare, just can’t help it, the smile you wear. Cuff of your shirt, open collar, hooded dark eyes, look, stare. Forbidden attraction, codes, regulations, still you smile, take up a seat beside me. Footsteps in a room, caught my stare, smile, keep in touch, touch.   Image credit.