The Last Thing You Thought...

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The last thing I thought.

You know.

There is that point in time.

Where everything stops.
All I can smell is her. She’s right there.
I can taste her in the air.
There is that heartbeat right before the growl gets exhaled.
It’s that moment where eyes meet.
Where she looks, eatable, sweet, wanton and a bit scared.
She knows she has her hand in the cookie jar
It’s right where we both want it.
She knows what’s coming next
We both want that too.
But.
It’s that moment…
Right before the breaths exhaled with rasping tones that let her know she only has a second left.
I love that moment…
Reality snaps
My hand is in her hair or on her throat
Possessive, gripping and fierce.
Pulse under fingertips, whimpers as fingers twine.
My lips hover over hers breathing in her life… waiting for the word, the plea.
So slow does my body press hers, deliberate and claiming.
Feeling her respond, her nails in my skin trying to pull me forward.
Fuck, I love that moment too…
And the next…
The one after that…
Every.
Single.
One.
 
Guy claims to read up on me and my profile and then debases himself to get my attention?

wtf?
 
You know.

There is that point in time.

Where everything stops.
All I can smell is her. She’s right there.
I can taste her in the air.
There is that heartbeat right before the growl gets exhaled.
It’s that moment where eyes meet.
Where she looks, eatable, sweet, wanton and a bit scared.
She knows she has her hand in the cookie jar
It’s right where we both want it.
She knows what’s coming next
We both want that too.
But.
It’s that moment…
Right before the breaths exhaled with rasping tones that let her know she only has a second left.
I love that moment…
Reality snaps
My hand is in her hair or on her throat
Possessive, gripping and fierce.
Pulse under fingertips, whimpers as fingers twine.
My lips hover over hers breathing in her life… waiting for the word, the plea.
So slow does my body press hers, deliberate and claiming.
Feeling her respond, her nails in my skin trying to pull me forward.
Fuck, I love that moment too…
And the next…
The one after that…
Every.
Single.
One.

*sublimates*

:heart::heart::heart:
 
Everyone always says they wished they lived in the sixties.

But I'm glad I don't

I don't want to worry about my brother dying in some god forsaken jungle.
 
Everyone always says they wished they lived in the sixties.

But I'm glad I don't

I don't want to worry about my brother dying in some god forsaken jungle.

Translation: Everyone should read 'The Forever War'

Great book, even if your not into military sci fi.

Not a particularly huge Military sci fi fan. But its awesome.

Read it.
 
Yeah, my sleep has been all over the place lately. Up at 530 one morning, still awake when the sun comes up a few days later. I'm not a fan.
 
Yeah, my sleep has been all over the place lately. Up at 530 one morning, still awake when the sun comes up a few days later. I'm not a fan.

Im one of those people that needs to be exhausted when I hit the pillow, otherwise it's not even worth trying.

There are too many interesting things in the universe to just not think about them. My body has to make me go to sleep for it to happen.

I wish I could just get some hardcore drugs to knock me out.

Seriously.
 
Im one of those people that needs to be exhausted when I hit the pillow, otherwise it's not even worth trying.

There are too many interesting things in the universe to just not think about them. My body has to make me go to sleep for it to happen.

I wish I could just get some hardcore drugs to knock me out.

Seriously.

I'm a lot like that. I have to have the TV on, or my mind just never stops going and I lay awake forever.

The bitch of it is, it's not even about specific things. Just whatever thoughts happen to be stomping through my head at the time.

I'm always mystified by people that need complete silence to fall asleep.
 
I'm a lot like that. I have to have the TV on, or my mind just never stops going and I lay awake forever.

The bitch of it is, it's not even about specific things. Just whatever thoughts happen to be stomping through my head at the time.

I'm always mystified by people that need complete silence to fall asleep.

I don't do TV, but I have a fan droning rain or shine.

The constant sound helps.

Also, alcohol. But I don't drink very much, because I don't like being unclear.

I suppose I could just masturbate myself into a stupor. :p
 
I don't like silence. Whether it's a fan, music, the computer running, or some random I need something to help me sleep.
 
I don't do TV, but I have a fan droning rain or shine.

The constant sound helps.

Also, alcohol. But I don't drink very much, because I don't like being unclear.

I suppose I could just masturbate myself into a stupor. :p

Oh no, not that. Who wants to think of you doing that to yourself?

Imagine you panting and moaning? No.

Ahh. Make it stop.

No. Don't. Stop.



Was that at all convincing?
 
My hours are fucked up too.

Ltit

Just met one of my long term celeb crushes. We chatted very briefly. Both shy creatures.

so would have fucked him for the story. At least. But alas I always choke on that one sentence asking for someone's number or giving them mine.
 
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