I was thinking about touch today. It has been a while since I had someone who loved me touch me with sexual intentions. Definitely something I miss.
It’s funny though how the right touch can start a spark. It can be as simple as the hand on the back, a slide down the arm, a grasp of the thigh.
But it’s those teasing touches that get me. The hand that slides up the thigh, the grasp of the neck pretending to pull you in for a kiss. Then suddenly you are touched in earnest. The hand grabs the throat, the tongue slides in your mouth, fingers are shoved inside you.
Those are the touches I want from someone who loves me enough to hurt me.
Lisa Gray 