Friday Flashers have 100 words to tell a story based on an image. Here is my offering - enjoy x
Feather light kisses showered her neck, cooling the fire building in her. A grip so tight that spoke of possession and need.
"You are my desire," his warm breathe caressed her over sensitized skin.
Hands demanded, wanting and needing. Not to satisfy his desire but to worship her like a precious jewel. She lay there on the table for him to pleasure again and again, giving her body to him without holding anything back.
Only now, as she glanced at the table, all she saw was memories of the time when she was truly alive rather than just existing.
Don't forget to pop along and see what other Flashers have come up with. Each one has a slight different take on the image. I'm off to check out the others!