Monday, June 20, 2011

Not Here, Not Now

There are times when the thoughts of him are so overwhelming she can't help but touch herself. The thought of his mouth, his hands, his fingers, his tongue, his eyes, his body pressed up against her...they become so much that it aches.

It is in these moments when she can spread her legs, slide down into her chair, and close her eyes. Moving her hand between her legs she finds how wet the thoughts have made her already. She can see, in her minds eye, the wet dripping down the folds, pooling and waiting for his tongue.

With but a flick of her finger she brings out a moan. Knowing that now is not the time, now is not the place. She brings it to her lips for a taste...the taste that is so like his kiss.

With the taste on her tongue she closes her eyes and refocuses on the task at hand. The ache so raw, bordering on painful. Now is not the time. Now is not the place.

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