This is technically Monday’s post, I suppose; I just couldn’t help it … my creative juices were flowing. Ladies, you know how it goes. Gentlemen, well, I certainly hope you do.
She loved the ones who played her like an instrument. Partners whose soft mouths turned her insides out and her upsides down with long, sweet licks and hungry moans. Lovers whose relentless fingers strummed at the glistening heart of her, coaxing and retreating, steering her through the peaks and valleys of shuddering sensation, leading her, with the velvet-coated steel of their intentions, to that inevitable, spasming, mind-shattering crescendo.