Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Little Moments

In the car, driving down the freeway, the music playing. He sang, he sang for me and to me. Such a beautiful voice to match a wonderful person.

Sitting at the bar, listening to the band. His hand on my thigh, comfortably.

Dancing at the club. Pressed against the stage, him grinding behind me. Turn around, his hand snakes between my legs and lifts me straight up, leans me over and kisses me.

I've never been lifted so possessively.
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7 comments:

  1. adventuresofsupercockNovember 5, 2009 at 1:19 PM

    Sounds like you guys had a good time, lucky SOB, although I am happy for you, I am also insanely jealous LOL

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  2. The PanserbjørneNovember 5, 2009 at 2:38 PM

    They do say that possession is nine points of the law. How does it feel to be possessed like this? Are you frightened by it, or melting into it and looking forward to more?

    I know *I'm* looking forward to hearing more.

    -- PB

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  3. SecretiaNovember 5, 2009 at 5:07 PM

    Felt right didn't it?

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  4. Transylvanian MissNovember 5, 2009 at 5:35 PM

    A wonderful feeling.

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  5. mouseNovember 5, 2009 at 6:09 PM

    again beautiful! breathless...

    mouse

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  6. Black PearlNovember 5, 2009 at 6:33 PM

    that was beautiful! I want to go dancing now!

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  7. southerngirlNovember 6, 2009 at 1:42 PM

    lovely isn't it???

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