His kiss reached into my soul and ripped it out, tossing it into the wind. I watched the pieces of who I was drift out over the sea.
The pressure of his lips, the brush and slide of them, igniting a delicious friction which coursed like lightning in my bloodstream. I moaned. I couldn't help it. My fingers tangled in the long strands of his auburn hair and I tugged him closer to me, opening my mouth under his assault.
In that moment, as his tongue caressed mine, I gave up my family, my home, all of it for him.
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Erato's Musings
RomanceI know your time is precious, especially your free time. Why not spend it jump-starting your libido? 100-word (exactly) erotic drabbles from Greek and Roman mythology (some historical "fiction" as well). Some are very sexually explicit. Adults ONLY...
