Have I mentioned I love Beauty and the Beast? I love the thought of some beastly man kidnapping me and locking me up with only a library and him to occupy me. I can imagine sitting in a wingback chair, book in hand, legs spilling over the arm of the chair. I feel him come… Continue reading The Beast
Category: Erotic Writing
Wanting
I need you wanting. I need you hungry for me. That hunger feeds mine. I want to see it in your eyes, feel it through your hands. I want to taste it.
Do You Remember?
Do you remember the time, you know, that time when everything was fresh and new? I do. I remember seeing your face for the first time. I remember reading your words. The fantasies we created together were so much more than just words, though. It seemed like a pull for me. There was something that… Continue reading Do You Remember?
Who’s in Charge?
“You are not the one in charge here.” I know that is what he thinks, but I am not so sure. He may tell me what to do sometimes, but I have him wrapped around my pretty little finger. At least that is what I think. We circle each other waiting for the right moment… Continue reading Who’s in Charge?
I had No Idea
I had no idea I would like that, but you did, didn’t you? I remember sitting at the table talking to you. It was a bit like our first date, but we knew each other from countless conversations. Still, I hadn’t even thought of contracts or collars or whatever else you were determined to talk… Continue reading I had No Idea
