Enticing Embrace

Dark eyes move back up from my waist to my cleavage, my bra enhancing their shape. He pushed himself off of his bed, his fingers catching me and he wraps his arms around me, embracing me. It wasn't sexual, but a casual pleasant feeling. He buried his face into my neck and breathed me in, as if this was just his imagination. His breath shivered against my exposed flesh. -

Blurbs and short stories.