Sunday, June 28, 2015

Lovemaking, #Flash Fiction Style.

Last night, your tricks became my treat as I devoured your warm and wet sweets melting on my tongue.

Sugar shock, insulin drop, ketoacidosis makes my breath smell drunk from my love for you.

Drinking in the sight of you this morning, no coffee smooth enough, no juice tasty enough to compare.

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Happy #FlashFictionDay!

Sussuring sounds slip deliciously from her lips as she dreams.

Moans move judiciously across the landscape of her mind now as I claim her.

Her eyes open in the morning mist, mouth moist with memories of missionary.