Lush

“Tell me what you want more of,” she cooed as she leaned in closer. The light from the streetlight outside caught her face and illuminated her mouth; wet and lush, calling silently to me. “I want …” My words were hushed as she licked her lips and dragged her tongue up my thigh. “I want…

Odaxelagnia

I have always been a biter. As a kid my fingernails were gnawed to bloody stumps, my pens and pencils were dented with tiny teeth marks, I am attracted to certain food not for their taste but strictly for texture. Freudians might say I’m stuck in the oral developmental stage because my mouth has certainly…

Those Green Eyes

Just give me those green eyes Green eyes, turned up to catch the starlight Green eyes, smiling at the moon Smiling at me with their flecks of perfect gold, freckled and heavy with lashes too heavy to flutter Perfect feathers to flirt with, darting, don’t look away, not yet Hold me in your gaze and…