My head is bowed before you and it’s a choice I’m making because I don’t want you to see how vulnerable I am as you stand before me.Until today I was lost and you found me.Your fingers raise my chin gently and you look into my big brown eyes. There’s something in there you think, and it looks like sorrow but we wont speak of it because today you found me when no-one else was looking and when that happened the sadness star...

You aren’t shy at all as you appear in my hallway, the door left purposely open for you, so as to avoid what I imagine to be the awkward moment of opening the front door to you.I’ve never been in this situation before and I’m not sure how it starts. But you know and all is well.After five or six polite words you grab my hair and manipulate my head to show me who has the control here. “I don’t have it and I never wanted it...

I want you and I’m going to get you. We’ve just decided that actually we’re crazy about each other but you don’t know me like that and this lust for you, it’s taken me by surprise.Your hand is on my face, it’s gentle and I like it.I want to show you more though and as I drop to my knees I gain this look, it tells you that I’m not like other girls, none that you’ve known anyway.“Slap my face” I ask you with sweetness stari...

Do you want to know a secret? I’m crazy about you. Of course I won’t actually say the words to you, but I’ll show you because it’s easier for me. Look at me. Look at my face when you smile at me, doesn’t it tell you everything that I won’t. Feel my fingertips on your arm as you drift into a sleep, they’ll continue to stroke you long after you’ve lost awareness and when I eventually fall asleep pressed up against your warm...

  “What do you want right now?” I ask myself out loud as I’m searching for a new story idea. “Coffee” I answer myself like a crazy person, and then I say “Everything, I want everything!” So then I start to wonder, should the story be called “Coffee” of should it be called “Everything”? Then I made myself a coffee and just started typing. I hope you enjoy.   Everything   It’s really hot outside and we’ve been sunbathing. I...

  I melt all over again as soon as you smile at me and those sparky eyes of yours tell me that tonight I’m going to enjoy you in ways I haven’t thought of yet. You grab my hand and pull me close to you, we don’t kiss but I lose my face in the warmth of your neck as you breathe in the scent if my perfume. Instantly I want to be naked with you, want the rest of the world to disappear for a few hours so we can take an exciti...

I don’t remember ever desiring someone like I desire you, I’ve searched my busy mind for a memory which I thought bound to exist but I can’t find it, can’t find someone in my past or present that brings as much understanding to the word “crave”.  Does it mean I love you? I don’t think so, but we do have an understanding, a something between us that has a mutuality that I’ve craved for so long. Are you going to finally sat...

Look into my eyes. Does what you see there scare you? It should, because I’m going to turn you into something you never dared to dream about, I’m going to make you say things you’ve never heard yourself or anyone say aloud and I’m going to make an animal of you. You’re going to be scared for me because I’m allowing you to lose control, all the things that you know to be right and wrong, don’t exist now. Your primal animal...

Can you see it when you look at me, that look that I’ve been saving up for years, it says lots of things but most of all it says “I’m yours”. I don’t know if my heart and my eyes consulted on this before they told you, but it doesn’t matter now, the truth is there to see. I try to look away from you, afraid that the message will bounce back in the reflection of your eyes and burn me, but I cannot, I need to check somethin...

I’ve seen you many times, you do something to me, you have this look about you it gives me an excited feeling in my belly and sometimes between my legs. I never got as far as contemplating the feel of your skin on mine, never before studied your lips or tried to imagine how you might kiss, I never looked at your hands and wondered whether your touch will be gentle or rough, yet still without having thought about it I know...

Saturday morning, the sun is shining through the curtainsand we’re going out for the day, you’re taking me shopping which you never normally do and I reckon you have an ulterior motive. The car is hot and my legs are sticking slightly on the black leather seat, it smells like the hot summer day that it is, and my arm is resting on the hot surface of the passenger door enjoying the breeze from the open window. There’s a te...

That cheeky smile of yours is contagious, though I’m not sure I can master it with the same sparkle that you have. How can I stay cross with you when I was never really cross to begin with I think to myself as you offer me your hand and pull me back onto the bed, a few moments ago I fell on the floor, well I didn’t exactly fall, we were play fighting and you pushed me with your feet. “Okay a truce” You say as once again I...

Do you want me to be slutty for you? I think you do, and when I think about it I lose breaths that normally I take for granted. We’ve never touched before and as I look at your hands I wonder how they will feel on me, I wonder about the little things, the electricity between the tips of your fingers and the skin on my neck, how warm your hands will be on my breasts. I wonder about the other slightly largerthings too, such...

  I feel out of character as I leave the house to meet you.I’m looking around me to see whether any of the neighbours curtains are twitching, as the skirt I’m wearing well it’s short and if the wind blows they’ll get an eye full and I will laugh silently in my head. I waited until dark like you asked, I guess you knew I’d be self conscious, normally I’m a jeans kind of girl, and that just makes this whole scenario much na...

I don’t love you anymore actually I don’t think I ever did. You make me angry all the time, well most of the time and we bicker too much. The sex is good though and when I’m hurting about something well you won’t tell me anything I don’t already know but you’ll hug me because you love me. We sit down and watch the television together when I’m home, which is rare because normally I am out with friends or by myself silently...