I write..
Her eyes opened to a sunny sky and a messy-haired head with sleepy eyes looking right at her. “Were you watching me sleep?” she was awed. “Ha-ha! No, you snore so loud I couldn’t sleep so I thought I’ll make this romantic by watching you wake up,” he answered. “You’re so mean and I don’t... Continue Reading →
Hands on hips Lips on lips Neck kisses and naughty finger things Mouth in places that elicit moans Giggles coming from high adrenaline Jelly legs and sweaty palms Soft things against hard Rubbing with all the naughty might One demand and mouth on the right place One finger moves, a loud moan Just TALKING BODIES,... Continue Reading →
Laughing and giggling she practically fell down in the middle of the meadow with all the things she was carrying. Immediately she had him by her side laughing like that was the funniest thing ever. “What?” she asked with her brows furrowed together. “It’s just so funny watching such a cute tiny person carry so... Continue Reading →
I have a theory; I have a theory about why some people feel so much. Why some people feel so much pain that it keeps them up all night, so much anger that it makes them go blind, so much sadness that it freezes them deep down to the bone and yet they are still... Continue Reading →
She picked up her phone, contemplating for the 100th time if she should text him. Because that is really the only means of any sort communication between them. Calling him was just off limits because really, what were they? besides, he didn’t even reply to her previous texts and something made her think that this... Continue Reading →
She missed him and hoped that he missed her too
Sleep is good, she said, but books are better. They had changed her, they had stuck with her during her worst storms, they had comforted her, she turned to them when she needed a friend, she hugged them close when she needed a lover. She loved their smell, she loved their feel. They never lied... Continue Reading →
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