Fall

February 26, 2009 § 5 Comments

He takes his time with her.

Even when the moonlight settles against the swaying illusion of the dark oak trees.

His hands searching through her layers when she’s vulnerable and falling.

Keeping her his secret.

Her existence only captured between the pages of his diary.

Her wrists tied against him.

Her echoes of pleasure tumbling into the world around them.

Escaping and running like wild horses into arched fields of purples and greens.

Their obsession and lust caught in a tight web of silver and rain.

Perfectly formed.

Pictures of her body lifting and curving to life against the power of his body and strength.

His lips and hands his teachers.

Running along her.

Pushing.

Pulling.

Painting her beauty.

As he makes her cum.

Cum.

Her screams falling.

Her passion exploding.

Only for his eyes too see.

 

 © Copyright of Charlotte Thorpe

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§ 5 Responses to Fall

  • rogue says:

    “Her existence only captured between the pages of his diary”

    fantasy or reality… very seductive, very suggestive… I really like this…

  • zaphodfreek says:

    This is really good.
    You’re breaking the barriers between
    sex and romance
    and
    my inherent uncomfort with open eroticism.

  • prisonteacher says:

    “Pictures of her body lifting and curving to life against the power of his body and strength.”

    Both beautiful and original in a genre that is very difficult to find both qualities.

  • merlin17 says:

    “His hands searching through her layers when she’s vulnerable and falling.”

    She must be open and vulnerable for this to amount to anything for either lover.

  • Amber says:

    It was nice to see your blog.Just Keep Writing!

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