Tantalizing Tuesday ~ 6 February 2018: Introductions

Welcome to Tuesday,our time to tantalize and  tease. Awesome writers, bring you 200 word teasers inspired by a self chosen picture. This week, my teaser carries on from last week's scene in my WIP The Locket. Enjoy.

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Taking the book from Sorcha, he glanced at the title and placed it on a table, along with his cap. Moonbeams danced across and illuminated the his features. Sorcha looked up again,worriedly. She expected a scolding, or at worst to be dismissed from her job. In the moment that his face was lit upShe noticed how tall and good looking he was with striking features and still sparkling blue eyes. His hair was short and well groomed, and he looked as though he was about to smile. Sorcha regarded him as rather handsome and dropped her head again, rather embarrassed for thinking such a thing.

"We have a situation here don't we, Sorcha, I'm the new maid." She heard him say in rich deep tones. "Have you any idea who I am?"

"No Sir," she shook her head. "Please don't tell Mrs Madison. I'll be dismissed." Looking up Sorcha saw him waving his arms around.

"I'm Reginald, or more correctly, Officer Reginald Grantham of the Royal Navy. I'm eldest son and heir to Grantham House, including all this. So really, I should scold you." He smiled down at her. "Don't worry. I'm not going to tell mad Madison about this."

Tantalizing Tuesday ~ 30 January 2018: The First Meeting

Welcome to Tuesday,our time to tantalize and  tease. Awesome writers, bring you 200 word teasers inspired by a self chosen picture. This week, my teaser carries on from last week's scene in my WIP The Locket. Enjoy.

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As the heavy oak door closed, a waft of air disturbed the velvet curtain that shielded Sorcha. She drew her knees up closer, until they touched her chest, breathed in and touched the silver locket that hung around her neck. She held her breath and hoped fervently that she would not be discovered. Her prayers were to no avail, however, as a strong, tanned hand drew back the curtain.

"Well well. What do we have here? Who are you? A thief and a stowaway maybe?"

All colour drained from Sorcha's face and she looked up, a little frightened, into the face of a tall, rather dashing stranger dressed in a naval uniform. She reckoned him to be about thirty and appeared from the markings on his uniform to have an officers rank. Sorcha reconed from his voice he was used to giving orders, although at this moment his blue eyes sparkled and he was doing his utmost not to smile at her.

Sorcha climbed down from the windowseat and handed him the book. "If you please Sir, I'm Sorcha, the new maid. I only wanted to borrow the book for a few minutes, I promise not to do it again."

Tantalizing Tuesday ~ 23 January 2018: Sorcha's Hideaway

This is a snippet from my WIP The Locket which I've recently picked up on again. 

Unable to sleep, Sorcha, in only her nightdress, exited her room and made her way to the stairs. Quickly, with footsteps that barely made a sound as she made her way down the long staircase and along the great hall, Sorcha made her way to the library. She tried to be quiet, hoping that she would not disturb the sleeping household. The old library was her favourite room in the whole house, and she loved the serenity it exuded. There were wall to wall books, a few paintings and comfortable looking leather seating.

Sorcha walked over to one of the walls and ran her fingertips along the leather bound volumes, then picked out a book, easing it from the shelf with care. She carried it over to a window, where she climbed up onto the padded window seat, behind the long curtain.

Sorcha felt grateful for the full moon,and stars that twinkled like diamonds, giving light enough to aid her reading. Drawing her legs up, she gently turned the pages of the book., hoping fervently that nobody would come in and discover her. Sorcha bacame so engrossed, however, that she never heard the door open and someone enter the library.

Tantalizing Tuesday ~ 16 January 2018: Sonia's Visit

This is a teaser that may well find it's way into a WIP of mine. Enjoy.

Jake watched, as Sonia kicked off her stilettos and slowly peeled off her coat. Watching, as it swished down, landing in a heap around her slender ankles, Jake sensed a stirring in his groin. He gazed gazing at Sonia, in only a lacy black basque, and stockings.

Jake rooted her to the spot. His roving eyes moved slowly, drinking in her entire body, journeying slowly from her toes,upward along her stocking adorned legs, up to where he paused momentarily at her hips, murmuring his intense approval as searching for panties, he spied a thong. He heard a slight gasp as she bit her lip and grasped at the wall behind her, but his steadfast gaze still refused her any movement.

 Jake stepped forward slightly, to check out her heavy, heaving breasts that strained against the constraints of her basque. Jake's yearning eyes held hers, and he noticed beads of perspiration on her forehead that mirrored his own. He brought tentative fingertips up to her bosom and gently stroked the soft, pale flesh, making her tremble. Then Jake suddenly became blatantly aware of his hard lump straining beneath his trousers.

Sonia gave a wicked grin. “You seem pleased to see me.”

Tantalizing Tuesday ~ 9 January 2018: Action

Come on you two, make more of an effort, you’re driving me crazy.”

Lois looked up at the cameraman. “I’m sorry Pete; I’m just not comfortable with this.”

“It’s in your contract love; didn’t you read the small print?

Lois vaguely remembered receiving and looking in horror at her contract. Quickly scanning the details she’d signed the dotted line. She vowed in future to be more careful about her scenes. Six months ago, everything was different. Lois would have enjoyed being in front of a camera with this hunk of a man on top of her in a steamy love scene. Now, everything had changed.

 “Action.”

Craig swallowed hard and ran his fingers through Lois’ blonde hair.  Nibbling her ear, he whispered, “Let’s make it look good so we can finish quickly. I know you’re not happy.”

Her body shifted under him and she wrapped a leg around his. Lois turned away from the camera and concentrated attentions on Craig for the remainder of the scene. 

Afterwards, Pete helped Craig up.

“Take him,” said Lois. “Just one thing Craig, I take it you signed the divorce papers.”

“Don’t worry. All signed.”

“He’ll get action with me now,” Pete chipped in.  

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Tantalizing Tuesday ~ 31 October 2017:Waiting

I apologize for my long absence, but am now returning to join the Teasers. So  I'll say welcome to Tuesday,our time to tantalize and  tease. Awesome writers, bring you 200 word teasers inspired by a self chosen picture. Please follow the Tantalizing Tuesday link to encourage each teaser by reading and leaving a comment. It means so much.

Halloween had been a long time coming, and the night had a frosty chill in the air. She waited for his arrival. Eliza had dressed in her best gown, a red, crushed velvet with flouncy skirts that accentuated her slight figure. A black lace choker graced her long alabaster neck.

Eliza's long dark tresses framed a pale face, yet by contrast her lips were painted a deep red. She wanted to look her best.

She hardly heard the tall, good dark haired man move up behind her. Frost still remained on his hair, and fell on Eliza's as he nuzzled up against her.

“I so hoped that you would come.” she purred, and shivered as the touch of Raymond's hand on her shoulder sent an icy chill coursing down her spine. Yet despite this, she moved in closer; the flames of passion and desire within her burned bright, and she wanted to be his forever.

As though he could read her mind, Raymond said, “ Tonight you are mine. It was meant to be.”

He kissed her neck so deeply that it made her gasp. Blood ran down her back, and, glancing in the mirror she saw only her reflection.

Tantalizing Tuesday ~ 11 October 2016: Late

Welcome to Tuesday, a time to tantalize and  tease. Awesome writers, bring you 200 word teasers inspired by a self chosen picture. Please follow the Tantalizing Tuesday link to encourage each teaser by reading and leaving a comment. It means so much.

With her back to him, tapping her foot and staring hard out of the window, she waited. Patience definitely not her forte. Tall, enticingly shapely, she wore a tight black corset laced up tightly.

Her long black hair hung loose in a  sheen. Black fishnet stockings adorned her legs and scant panties completed the outfit.

Sam stopped still and gasped at the sight, with heart racing. His gaze locked onto her arms, and  journeyed down the length of her long black gloves until he reached the place where with her hands crossed, she grasped a whip. This woman obviously eluded an air of menace.

His presence detected, she snapped. “Are you going to stand there gawking all night?”

His groin sprang to life. Moving closer and stroking a little of her hair aside, Sam leaned in closely, and his lips gently brushed the nape of her neck.

She spun round, cracking the whip sharply as with steely eyes she screamed, “Stop! You're late! Did I give you permission to kiss me?”

“I …Sorry Mistress”

Strip! Then, drop to your knees!”

“Yes, Mistress.” Fumbling with his shirt buttons, Sam thought, I love it when the kids are on a sleepover.

Tantalizing Tuesday ~ 12 July 2016: One Tear

Welcome to Tuesday, a time to tantalize and  tease. Awesome writers, bring you 200 word teasers inspired by a self chosen picture. Please follow the Tantalizing Tuesday link to encourage each teaser by reading and leaving a comment. It means so much.

A myriad of emotions went through Dave, as the door slammed shut behind him and he heard footsteps racing along the corridor. The knots inside his stomach screwed a notch tighter.

“Oh God!

He looked around in despair, at all his work, which had been pushed off the desk and now lay strewn about him on the floor. A plant had been knocked off a cabinet, soil spilled around it, and a mug had been thrown and smashed, lying in pieces, it's contents spilled and staining the wall.

“Damn.”

It didn't matter one jot, however. All he cared about was that Katy was gone He sighed, went to the window, his eyes searching everywhere outside for her.

Persistent rain , which beat against the window, made this difficult for Dave. With furrowed brow, he pressed his hands and face up against it, his hot breath making a misty patch on the cool glass.

He saw Katy come out of the building, running, with coat sailing behind in the wind. As she stopped, briefly, and looked up at the window, Dave wondered if he would see her again. One tear mirrored a raindrop, as it rolled down his cheek.

Tantalizing Tuesday ~ 5 July 2016: Gutted

Welcome to Tuesday, a time to tantalize and  tease. Awesome writers, bring you 200 word teasers inspired by a self chosen picture. Please follow the Tantalizing Tuesday link to encourage each teaser by reading and leaving a comment. It means so much.

The searing sunrays that beat down with a fierce heat, cast a dark shadow from Lucy, in her white summer dress and wide belt onto the high wall.

Lucy wore only a hint of makeup, and her long blond hair hung loose and slightly bedraggled as the heat made it appear greasy. Although aged eighteen, she sometimes had to show her ID for proof of admittance into clubs, due to her being mistaken for someone younger.Maybe that was why Brad had never looked upon her as anything more than a good friend. And while Lucy respected this, she would rather have meant so much more to him.

Lucy pressed her slender body right against the bricks, their coolness being a welcome feeling against her. She  wished,however, that she could hear what was going on the other side, but the wall denied her that privilege. There was one noise however. A sudden high pitched shriek sounded, and as Lucy tried to distinguish in her mind it meant, she got her answer.

She turned her head, just as Brad walked around the corner, arm in arm with her sister. The unmistakable glint of a diamond ring came from her left hand.

Gutted.

Tantalizing Tuesday - 15 April: A Family Gathering

It's been a while for me but now I'm back.

Every Tuesday a group of awesome writers chose a picture each to inspire and write a 200 word teaser from. Please support by reading and commenting on their work. Excuse a touch of melancholy this week with mine. A Family Gathering. Enjoy

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I need not have worried about the weather. For although, along the outward journey, we encountered heavy rain that beat mercilessly against the car windscreen, this had almost cleared by the time we reached the destination.

When we arrived at the designated point, there was no sign of  wet weather. Moreover a hint of blue sky could be detected as one or two clouds parted, and the wind did not blow overly strong as sometimes it could around the Welsh mountainsides. 

Most of the others had arrived; the family did not gather very often. There are not many of us but we all lead such different and busy lives that getting together was often nigh on impossible. So it was nice to see that people had made the effort. 

I saw my Mother sitting, keeping warm in her car. She sat with her arm around my Father, giving him loving looks like I had seen  her do so many times before.  She looked up, smiling. Today had been her idea. 

We all moved toward a certain place. Then, standing together, silently we said our goodbyes while tears were shed.  The ashes were released. My Father drifted peacefully with the wind. 

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Tantalizing Tuesday - 18 February: Touches

It's Tuesday again and time to tease. Awesome writers called the Tantalizing \Tuesday group inspired by  self chosen pictures, write a 200 word teaser for your pleasure. Please encourage each by reading and leaving a comment. It means so much.

This week my teaser is called Touches Enjoy.
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Sharon peeled the clothes from her weary body after a long hot busy day. The late summer evening, oppressive in its humidity made her feel hot and sticky, even with every window open. Barely any breeze filtered in.

After a much-needed shower, Sharon came  into the bedroom and laid down on the the bed, . She had not bothered to dress, no one could see in and she still felt too hot anyhow.

Sharon’s head sank into a soft pillow. She closed her eyes and thought about Tony.

Suddenly, Sharon felt strong, masculine hands touched her shoulders that gently manipulation and eased the stresses of the day into nothingness.

She murmured, by the waves shimmering  travelled down her spine and waves of pleasure consumed Sharon’s  body. Expert fingertip strokes coaxed moisture to pool inside her pussy.

“Love you, Tony.”   She strained for his echoing reply.

He spoke no words but she could feel his warm breath fall, resting and making goose pimples rise on the nape of her neck. He continued working his way down her silken flesh, stopping at her perfectly formed butt. Sharon rolled over and reached her arms out to touch  … the memory of Tony
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Tantalizing Tuesday Valentine Blog Hop: 11 - 14 February:One Valentine's Kiss

It's Tuesday and not just any Tuesday. The awesome teasers are having a Valentine Blog Hop. There will be self chosen pictures and amazing 200 word flash fiction as normal but this time there are prizes. So click the links to read the wonderful work and please follow instructions to be in with a chance of winning something. My teaser is called One Valentine's Kiss Enjoy
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Grant jerked at his tie and pulled off the offending article shoving it in his jacket pocket.

“Mind if I join you?” he said to a slender woman in a cocktail dress who was perching jauntily on her bar stool.

 Her Chanel no 5 perfume intoxicated him.

“Be my guest,” replied the cool blonde idly indicating to the adjacent stool, but she seemed more interested in dallying an olive around  her Martini glass that sat on the bar in front of her. 

Grant watched her surreptitiously from the corner of his eye as she trailed the olive slowly around her pale pink lips, leaving them wet and glistening, before eating it. 

Noticing a stray droplet falling down onto her throat, Grant instinctively put out a finger, catching it.

“Mmm,” he murmured, sucking on his finger.

Twisting her stool, back to the bar Grant stood. Slipping an arm around he gently tipped her, his warm aroused breath dropping gently onto the head that now rested with long hair flowing behind on the bar.

He delivered the gentlest of butterfly kisses to hers and she smiled.

“I’ve loved you for so long. That Valentine kiss was everything I dreamed it would be.”

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Tantalizing Tuesday - 4 February: The Cave

Apologies for posting a day late.

Every Tuesday a group of awesome writers chose a picture each to inspire and write a 200 word teaser from. Please support by reading and commenting on their work. This week mine is called The Cave. Enjoy

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Acknowledgement Deviantart stock photos Tsabo6

Sunlight followed them in as the couple walked into the enormous cave and surveyed the interior. The rock formation had weathered quite dramatically over ther years and moss had formed everywhere. Water managed to find it’s way in from on high creating a waterfall that fell into a tributary that flowed along to the nearby sea.

“Wow!” Kieron exclaimed in wonder and delight. He waved his arms all around as he looked.“It’s perfect, almost mystical.” He turned to look at Lara. “Come on, hurry up. Let’s go further back.

Lara, however did not seem to share Kieron’s enthusiasm. “I can’t. I’ve stubbed my toe,” she moaned.

Kieron took pity and went to help her.  He put his arm around Lara’s waist and she held on to his shoulder and hopped as he helped her to a suitable place to sit down. She shivered, so Kieron took off his jacket and placed it around Lara’s shoulders and kissed her. She pulled it closer around her. 

“Mmm. I love and would do anything for you Kieron, but clambering over rocks to help you research your latest adventure book is not my idea of fun.”

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Tantalizing Tuesday 7 January: Papillon

It's Tuesday again. The first one of 2014 and time for the teasers to entertain you again. A self chosen picture to inspire a 200 word piece of flash fiction. Please show some love in reading and commenting on each to encourage our awesome writers to continue. This week mine is called Papillon. Enjoy
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There were only a few people in the bar when the young woman in high heels and a mini so short it displayed the majority of her shapely legs entered. All eyes turned to watch as she sauntered over to the bar with hips swaying and a confident port. 

She perched herself on the vacant stool next to Dan, her mini skirt riding up so high that her suspenders became visible. She threw him a sultry sideways glance from beneath her  blond hair, and her eyes asked  for a drink.

“What can I get you ...?” Dan’s voice stumbled in speaking the words as he noticed her strap drop, revealing a small colourful tattoo.

 “Papillon. Like my tattoo. I’d love a Martini.” Slowly trailing a well manicured finger up the stem of Dan’s beer bottle, she stroked it around her bottom lip before sucking. Then she sipped seductively on her Martini, but started as he put his hand on her thigh.

“Easy tiger,”she laughed. “I think it’s time for bed.”

They left the bar holding hands, not noticing a man in the shadows who had been taking pictures of them and was now on his phone ...

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Tantalizing Tuesday - 24 December: From one Valley.

It's Tuesday and Christmas Eve. The awesome Tantalizing Tuesday  writers are here to entertain with a penultimate teaser of 2013. A self chosen picture and 200 words precisely to be inspired. Please show some love by following the link, reading and commenting on all. Today mine is called From one Valley. Enjoy.

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Peace reigned in the winter scene where a valley lay now swathed in soft white snow.  All had fallen quiet. Amidst the tall trees that surrounded it, the old church stood steadfast, as it had done through the seasons for centuries. A strength, seemingly to be a friendly fortress that surveyed and protected. Nothing had ever crushed its durable stability.

And now in the silence of nightfall and a cloudless dark velvet sky, a clear backdrop to sparkling crystals and a full moon that  looked over where villagers slept, snuggled in their beds where the only thoughts allowed were mystic dreams that swirled around peaceful minds and closed eyes. An idyllic place to be, oh were there more places like this in the world.

The only sounds were woodland nocturnal creatures as they came out from their resting places, braving the cold chill silently padding around making footsteps in the snow in their quest for food. 

Then, silently as it had arrived, the darkness began to fade. A fresh new dawn brought  the bright shining rebirth of sunrise. Church bells heralded the village inviting them together. Bidding welcome all. Sing Glory to the World. Peace and Goodwill to all men!

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Tantalizing Tuesday Jingle Bells Blog Hop. 17-20 December: One Christmas Kiss

t's a very special week for Tantalizing Tuesday. The teasers are having a Christmas Blog Hop and there are prizes to be won. So follow the link to see what's on offer when you read and leave a comment on the 200 word teasers.

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Kurt stood underneath the mistletoe that hung in their hallway and drew Sara closer to his body. His strong arms lifted her up to a a tiptoe position and with a hand gently tilted her head back.

Sara closed her eyes and felt the warmth of Kurt’s breath fall upon her eyelids. “I love you Kurt,”she whispered.

Moving closer her arms slipped around his waist and embraced Kurt's strength through his shirt.

Kurt bent his head a little and their noses bumped in nervous anticipation as the fist kiss had.

Sara felt whispering fingertips stroke her cheek . She held her breath as shivers thrilled her body, racing through her.  Sara pressed her body against Kurt’s, murmuring as she did.

Kurt’s lips touched Sara’s. Running his fingers through the strands of her hair he released the honeysuckle fragrance on it which drifted up his nose. He traced a line with the tip of his tongue around her lips before plating a kiss on them. “Happy Christmas baby, make a wish,” he said.

“I only have one wish,” she replied.

Kurt smiled. “Sara, you are so beautiful and I don’t need my sight to tell me.”
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Tantalizing Tuesday - 10 December: Class Act

It's Tuesday again so time for some tantalizing and teasing. A group of awesome writers have 200 words precisely and a self chosen picture to get inspired by. Please show some love by reading and commenting on some amazing work. This week I am ding something a little different. My contribution is called Class Act.
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Life is precious, savour every waking day

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Your trousers show your ankles

My socks don't even match

Yet we take pride in our appearances 

With hats covering any thin patch

Public wash rooms are where we get clean

A broken comb I drag through my hair

I wish your coat had more buttons

Though you say that you don't care.

It's the love that really matters

And we have so much to share

To be rich is loving each other

And knowing one another is there

We had to escape through the flames

That burned our old house down

Yet we managed to save our dignity

Though our other belongings were gone

It's just the two of us now

Yet together we manage to survive

With odd jobs buying our food

We try to stay alive

There is no regular home

No place to lay our head

So every night we search

To find a different bed

No money in our pockets

No need for finery and frills

Yet when we are pressed up close

That's when we remember our thrills

And we walk the streets together

Our lives in carrier bags packed

Still with true love for each other

Yes we're just one Class Act

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Tantalizing Tuesday - 26 November: Watching

It's Tuesday and time to be tantalized. A bunch of awesome writers find themselves a picture to get inspired from and are allowed two hundred words only to write a teaser. Please support them by reading and leaving a comment. This week mine is called Watching. Enjoy

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All eyes turned their attention as the woman in a plaid skirt sauntered into the bar. None more so however than the ones belonging to Dan. His gaze continued from behind a newspaper as she headed with posture graceful; confident steps in her high stilettos and hips swaying in a provocative way.

Once perched up on a barstool she placed her order and put her purse down. Shifting sideways slightly she crossed her legs; attractive, long and slender, in a slow, provocative way that almost had Dan's eyes out on stalks.

Tossing the long, glossy locks back, he felt attracted to her blemish free ivory skin; the perfectly shaped eyebrows, sparkling eyes and pink rosebud mouth that she lifted an espresso cup to.

Dan got up holding his paper at the front hoping to cover any obvious arousal. He went over to the bar and once closer felt drawn to the soft pert tits that hid beneath her white halter neck. His eyes finally came to rest on the wide belt that went round her tiny waist.

“The wider belt finishes your outfit perfectly sweetheart.” He kissed her. “ You look so beautiful. I can't wait to get home tonight.”

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Tantalizing Tuesday - 5 November:Madeleine

Tuesday is a time for the teasers, an awesome group of writers tantalize you with a 200 word flash inspired by a self chosen picture. So show your love by reading and commenting. This week mine is called Madeleine Enjoy
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Madeleine stood watching the night. Her long dark tresses hung loose and a sparkle lit up the melancholy in her eyes and heightened the soft olive complexion of her face. She was a beauty, nobody could doubt that at all.

Madeleine was only twenty, with much to consider, and while she contemplated her future, a random cool breeze drifted in from an open window, stirring the long folds of her cream gown which fluttered against her legs.

Suddenly she felt the whisper of a kiss on the nape of her neck, making goose pimples rise. A shiver of anticipation raced down her spine as she sensed the familiar strains of cologne that filtered through her hair. Madeleine smiled.

A strong arm slid around her waist to the front and another across her chest drawing Madeleine closer to him. She immediately covered his hands with hers, not wanting to let go. Her long lace sleeves stroked his jacket sleeves as she snuggled back against his warmth.

“I thought you didn't want me,” she whispered uncertainly.

Patrick nuzzled into her neck, kissing again. “I love you Madeleine. I'm here and going nowhere. We have a future together. All three of us.”

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Tantalizing Tuesday - 17 September: I Want You

It's Tuesday and that means time for a tantalizing tease. Awesome writers who write a 200 word piece of flash fiction inspired by a self chosen picture. So show some love by reading and commenting. This week mine is called I Want You Enjoy
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They lay together, unclothed. The soft fair hue of her skin against his handsome, bronzed figure.

She put arms around his neck and nibbled on his bottom lip. “I want you,” she purred.

He wrapped his arms around her and gently yet firmly drew her closer. With feather like touches fingertips from one hand traced her spine, grazing every ridge to the small of her back. Then fondled her soft butt cheek, parting it slightly from the other. He spoke no words, just murmured loving sounds, barely audible, into her neck that floated from his mouth and landed as whispers on her skin.

She shivered, arched her back and pressing up against him she moaned. Her nipples tangled with his disorderly array of springy chest hair that stroked his skin. The redness of her nipples deepened, dark against her ivory skin and becoming sensitive as they hardened.

Tingles raced through her body from fingertips to her toes that curled in spasm. Warmth inside her encouraged an accumulation of moisture that trickled from her pussy down her inner thigh. She ran her fingers through his short dark coarse hair, twisting the strands around them whispering, “I'm ready for you now.”

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