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Long Night

04 Nov

 

They are alone.

No outside sound can disturb this stillness. No alien light can penetrate this darkness.

He touches her skin. She catches her breath.

He moves his slender fingers lightly across her cheek. Over her lips. It tingles like electricity. She parts them the width of a sigh. He feels her breath like a whisper.

He gently strokes the underside of her jaw. Fingers and thumb go either side of her throat. Her pulse is as rapid as the beating heart of a small bird. He squeezes almost imperceptibly. She raises her chin and leans slightly into his hand.

He releases her. With the palest of caresses, he navigates the curve of her breast. He circles the areola, the miniature terrain like braille. He finds her nipple hard and urgent. He teases it. She swears she can feel the raised, complicated whorl of his fingerprint.

Index and thumb again, like a pincer, capture the perfect rosebud. He tugs gently. She moans close to his ear. She is hungry. He tightens his grip. She feels it like fire. It tracks in a line of pure white heat down her belly and deep into the heart of her sex. She is wet. Tighter still and the pain is impossible pleasure. She wants him to stop – but never.

He lowers his mouth onto hers. She gasps into it as another intense wave thrills through her body. She thrusts herself against him. Wishing her hands were free, yet glad they are not. Needing muscle, needing bone, needing his hand, needing his cock to satisfy her delicious, frantic, gorgeous yearning.

There is no light. No sound.

Only them.

And the long night.

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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant

A couple of years ago I was going through some of my old words and found this – written around this time six years ago. I like it. I hope you enjoy.

Art by Jeremy Mann

 
5 Comments

Posted by on November 4, 2019 in D/s, Erotica, Poetry, Still Life

 

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5 responses to “Long Night

  1. Dale

    November 4, 2019 at 4:26 pm

    Oh my… I need a fan to cool off…

    I shared this with a friend who agreed with me that your writing is fabulous, then he said he thought it was me in the picture! I told him, maybe half of my lifetime ago…

    Liked by 1 person

     
  2. Taylor Grace

    November 4, 2019 at 4:33 pm

    Delicious

    Liked by 2 people

     

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