Fulfillment
overwhelming, nervous. and confused as I stood behind a closed door.
My palms were sweaty and I swear my heart skipped a beat.
He read my mind as if he rehearsed it, with persuasive eyes, tempting good looks and a embracing touch.
Soft island skin tone with a seductive smile...he politely greeted me with a gentle hug.
Sinful sweet words rolled off his tongue with confidence no reassuring needed.
Our uncontrolled lusting bodies became one....unforgivable boundaries were crossed with no remorse for
others.
Curiosity wasn't no longer wondering minds of empty fantasies, Chest to back and extended arms securely
wrapped as our exhausted bodies now put to rest.
Copyright © Jenny Fluker | Year Posted 2014
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