Tag: Love-Making

After six weeks of emailing and texting, we were finally going to meet. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I kept fidgeting with my cocktail, flinching every time someone walked through the doors of my date’s favorite bar. I was here two hours early; I just couldn’t sit in my hotel room any longer. I kept wondering if we’re going to like each ...

There comes a time when you have to ask for it. No more dancing around the subject. Being coy. Flirting. Hinting. Suggesting. Just say out loud to the person you want to fuck, "Fuck me." And if that doesn’t work, then it was never meant to be. No-one should hesitate when those words are said. Not if there is a mutual lust for each ...

It’s a game we play. Just to see how long our patience holds out, lying next to each other in bed. Naked. Infinitely close but not touching. How many minutes can we last this time? I can smell your hair, which may technically be cheating—a few strands are across my face. I can trace the faintest hint of perspiration off your skin, and if I focus, I ...