Another Friday, and we're at it again - flashing sexy for you in 100 words. Take a look at my friends' posts, too.
Captured
My heart stops. Apparently this huge masculine masterpiece has the
same effect on every woman at the ball, as each of them stands still, lips
parted.
Our eyes meet, and he smiles, a slight
upturn of his full lips, just enough to offer a glimpse of pointed incisors.
I gasp, unable to warn him as he continues
moving towards me, and I hear the guards move in unison, bustling towards my
masterpiece, stakes drawn.
His proposition. “Your place, then?”
Moments later he’s deep inside, bowing, thrusting, eyes closed.
I tilt my hips, sliding along his delicious shaft. My vamphyre has been
captured.
Comments
Personally, and this is a very personal thing, I don't like reading first person.
However you have thrown up so many questions, I want to know more...