Revelation...

They held each other close, miniture quakes holding them in the midst of their intensity. An eternity passes, the seconds of the mmoment elongating into months upon months of euphoria. The after-shocks gripping them so tightly last an age, and she takes thaat era to think.
Here I lie, an angel holding me close, His wings enveloping me, His halo bathing me in this golden light. Is this really real?
She wonders on this for a moment, before noticing the thin smile spread across his face.
"Why are you smiling?" She asks him.
"You're glowing," His smile widens further. "Why?"
"Because, it feels like I made love to an angel tonight."
"An angel?" He laughs. "Well, an angel I may be, but I have the devil inside, and He wants to play..."

ARGH!!!

Well well well, hello again...

I'm sorry i haven't been posting lately (or in the last few months!), but I have had an all manner of things crop up lately. I've had technical difficulties (old computer = constant maintenance!), connection loss (modem got broke :(...), relationship problems (I'm single again), job issues (yeah, erm...two words: night shift...), plus another six thousand or so challenges and shit to sort through.

Anyway, I'm back now, and hopefully, for good. I must admit I haven't been writing lately, but I do have a little story to start up again! So until then, read this little taster I wrote for a friend I work with, wanted to know this old site was about. ;)

Oh yeah, to my American friends, Happy Thanksgiving :)

His hand traced the contours of her body. Each finger sent pulses through her, each one spearing every nerve he slides over. She felt lips press her, a tongue gliding down her neck. His breath electrified her. She wanted him, desired him. Her body craved his masculinity, to feel him thrust into her deeply, to match every thrust. Her desires consumed her, it had been too long since she had felt a man's touch. She moulded her body to his, exposing her lust, finding his heat...

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