1:49AM
Closing Time
Reflection in the mirror
Dressed and undressed
My hand resting on your thigh
Buttons undone
Corner bar. Back booth.
On my lap
Whispered kisses
Blood rising
Thickening
My voice... inside your head
Strangers passing by
Hush
Obey
They smile ... grin
This couple in the mirror
Watching me watch you
Ownership changing hands
Skirt hiked up. Panties torn.
Legs spread
Eyes closed
Drenched
Moonlight flaring
Waitress staring
“Check, please”
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My Writing in Erotica, My Stuff, Poetry
My Writing in Erotica, My Stuff, Poetry
Reader Comments (1)
I need to force my boyfriend to read your stuff. It's like you read my fantasy. You're very good.