Action no words

 
He doesn’t speak. 

His fingers linger at the base of my hips. 

I would start the conversation but my voice is too weak. 

He traces the outline of my body

And it surges with anticipation.  

I had warned myself never to dabble in this act of depravation 

Only to struggle with no avail

And to surrender sweetly with no contest to his advances. 

Un-Nerving how someone so simple can completely unravel me…

A somewhat mystery how much I’m enjoying this …. 

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