Archery

Oh My Goodness … Passion in one of its best forms.

Wine and Tobacco

You lie on your back
Arched
Defenceless
Against my will
Nylon against your legs
And silk around your hips
Teasing
Enticing
Your arms out above you
And heels flat against the sheets
I want you
Need you
Flame red hair that covers
The fruit of your chest
Barely
Reluctantly
A hand lowers
And slides down
Towards my desire
You make eye contact with me
Whispering
β€˜Come in’

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