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miss scarlett in the library

another lovely piece from tongue-tied blue … thank you for being my guest!miss scarlett in the library

spent, breathless
and rosy red
she laid across my lap
on that welcoming sofa
her lovely black lacy panties
twisted at her knees
her slinky skirt up around her waist
and her supple comeliness
presented exactly so
spent, breathless
and rosy red

::: contented sigh :::

moments before
she had been writhing at the end
of my insistent fingertip
gasping, sweating, gurgling
my other hand alternating between
strikes of varying speed & intensity
and then pressing down her lower back
accentuating that eager curve
that hungry opening

before that, there was a point
where the words erupted from me
they always do
where i’m coaxing her along my story line
tonguing honey and pepper into her
part of me listening along
we heard together
“i’ve never stopped wanting you”
and the air in the room sucked in
my ears popped
and i became only aware of the finer quality
the delicate threads weaving
and the nobler, the enduring spilling
spilling, the tears were right there
was she going to cry or come?
or both?
in that ethereal moment
was i?

even earlier, years before now
a rain forest of an afternoon
twilit and hot and green and raining and still
when i first took her up in my arms
when i gave in and really held her
the way she needed holding
the way i needed to hold her
when i looked down into her naked, nervous eyes
and said, “god, i want you”
as much as a surprise to me
as to her

the arc of surrender
finds no endpoint
only mileposts

4 thoughts on “miss scarlett in the library”

  1. Jennifer says:

    spent, breathlessWow!

  2. Ms. Avarice says:

    woohoo! me next!

  3. M says:

    This is absolutely stunning! Thank you so much for sharing.

  4. tongue-tied says:

    thank you for your comments! and thank you, Sinclair, for a moment in your spotlight. :)

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