Dizzy with desire
she trails her fingers
from the hollow of her throat
over the yearning ache of her breasts
down the sweet mound of her belly
and between her parted thighs
to her slick and swollen sex.
She imagines they are his fingers
finding her hungry
and wet.
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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Serge Marshennikov
I have posted this a few times. But felt it could cope with a repost.
A Faded Romantic's Notebook 
Dale
October 15, 2019 at 4:00 pm
How ironic… I’ve been struggling to write something just like this. I think I haven’t been able to dare …
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Romantic Dominant
October 15, 2019 at 6:22 pm
Smiles. One should always dare.
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Dale
October 15, 2019 at 6:56 pm
I’m working on it. Funny how in person is one thing, but on “paper” quite another. One would think it easier to expose one’s self on the latter
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Romantic Dominant
October 15, 2019 at 9:14 pm
Smiles. Not always. Exposure takes many forms and has no fixed hierarchy.
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Dale
October 15, 2019 at 9:45 pm
I think it’s got to do with my readers .. I might shock the hell out of them!
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Romantic Dominant
October 15, 2019 at 9:47 pm
Smiles. Or delight them.
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Dale
October 15, 2019 at 11:15 pm
Hmmm. Mayhaps.
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