La petite mort : 55 Word Fiction


She felt his hungry gaze and tilted her shapely legs to give him a better view

Her body responding to the invitation.

Sheer black stockings.

Hauntingly beautiful.

Soft. Sensuous.

Aroused he felt moist, hot & hard .

An exquisite pleasure.

Ecstasy.

La petite mort

Liberation

Sex, She grinned

Perfect weapon, he thought.

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18 thoughts on “La petite mort : 55 Word Fiction

  1. ‘Wicked’ is the word that came to mind too when I read the post but I see that you’ve already been given that tag.. never mind..you ARE wicked πŸ˜€

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