Lunch Break

I’m at work when I hear your ringtone. You know I can’t play now. What are you up to? I have to wait until my break to check your message.

Oh, Goddess. You are a bad, bad man. My mouth goes dry as I listen. Every breathy word tells me what you want to do to me and what you’re doing at the thought of it. If only my break were long enough to call you back…

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Just a Taste

Why is it every time I see you I have to taste you?  What is it about your kiss that I crave?  Is it your cigarette, the lingering flavor of what you drink, the hint of darkness just beneath your surface?  I’m never quite sure why.  I only know I want more….