sexual connection
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YEARNING FOR THE SIMPLICITY OF TOUCH
A desire burns within all of us to be touched in that way. There is no label for it. It isn’t always easy to articulate. However, you know when it happens. When your hand touches mine. When my cheek rests on your shoulder, chest, inner thighs…and then comes the exhale of everything. This energy stops just short of carnal, for a moment. Its tender and deep. A story being written in motion of two people giving each other what they have. All of it. Nothing left behind. That is intimacy. It is something that can’t be manufactured because it comes from deep within. A mystery in chemistry. The magic of…
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MONDAY MORNING LOVE
Get lost in that touch for a moment, two or three. How good it feels to have that warm hand caress you gently. Never obvious, always discreet and yet still, your mind finds its way to the dirtiest corner. You feel a lift. That’s always reassuring. A whisper, a laugh, a look. We aren’t playing games rather its just the slow path to something good. Yet, we aren’t getting ahead of ourselves. We know the significance of the present. The feelings evoked. We way not get enough but when do those mental pictures are poignantly vivid. Blink once twice as if your lashes are sweeping down on the shutter of…
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AFTERNOON DELIGHT: SECRETS BETWEEN THE SHOULDER BLADES
The place where your fingers run, lightly scratching the place that drives me just a little crazy. You found my spot. I have a few but exploration and discovery are what matters most. This is the place where I melt, just a little. I try not to distract myself because as your hands glide over my sweet spot, my head is buried between your thighs. My body is relaxed, preparing itself for what is next and then what happens after that. There is no rush. The journey we are on is a longer and curvier road. It’s amazing when you find that ordinary, non-sexual spot that can change your body…
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LATE-NIGHT LOVE: BETWEEN THE SHOULDER BLADES
The place where your fingers run, lightly scratching the place that drives me just a little crazy. The place where I melt, just a little. I try not to distract myself because as your hands glide over my sweet spot, my head is buried between your thighs. My body is relaxed, preparing itself for what is next and then what happens after that. There is no rush. The journey we are on is a longer and curvier road. It’s amazing when you find that ordinary, non-sexual spot that can change your body and mind in an instant. You don’t try too hard. We are in flow with one another. There…