Delicious Craving
Half-way between short story and erotic poem, I hope you will enjoy this steamy piece
The only thing she wanted was to devour every inch of him.
He wasn’t exactly an underwear model. Why would she care?
There are more important things than just a muscular body.
It started just like a game, out of pure boredom, but it quickly escalated.
A sweet encounter after another. There was no chance of hiding it.
Shoulders, toes, and knees merged into a warm mess.
Claws leaving a mark on a foreigner’s shoulder blade.
No artist could have designed something so naughty.
She was taught to deny her desires but couldn’t help it.
That man had the flavour her mouth craved for.
A fire capable to set her mortal soul on fire.
Heaven and hell mixed together in a warm embrace.
Nothing to fear, nothing to lose and everything to win.
A soul made just in the shape of hers.
After a lifetime spent among the darkness, she found a light.
His warm flesh was the only thing she dreamed of…
His manhood made her body tremble in ecstasy….
