I’ve been working on this post for hours and I’ve written and deleted more times than I can count. I’m distracted and frustrated because the words won’t come tonight. But I will.

I will come softly in the half dark, just a gasp and a hushed whisper. I will come, begging for release, and profusely thanking Him aloud. I will catch my breath and smell my cunt on my hands, sucking my fingers into my mouth, sucking them idly, but intently, as I dream of bruises blooming on my wrists and hips, and His hand running through my hair over and over. I will lay there, with sticky thighs, imagining that they are His fingers against my tongue. All of this because the words won’t come tonight.

Every Damn Day In June

Violet Fawkes

Violet Fawkes (she/her) is a freelance writer and sex blogger focusing on pleasure education, erotic fiction, and the intersection of identity, kink and mental health.