Happy Friday! I'm late today, but couldn't miss out on this breathtaking inspirational pic. As usual, my friends and I are writing 100-word flashes to the picture above, so be sure to stop by and check theirs out when you're finished here. Hope you enjoy, and comments are greatly appreciated :-)
Another sleepless night. Every nerve pricked my skin, my stomach in endless knots, but when I closed my eyes, losing hope as dawn brushed away the darkness, he was there, awakening every one of my senses…but one.
“Why won’t you let me see you?” I whispered.
“Seeing is overrated,” he breathed, his mouth on my breast, tongue laving each nipple, the powerful sensation zinging to my core, tentacles spreading, rushing up to overtake me, washing away every concern, every care.
I stretched against him, my phantom lover, and he complied, filling my need.
I smiled, finally resting. Seeing was indeed, overrated. “Better.”