Raw Earth Ink
spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
When We Talk
When we talk
my thighs quiver
my breath hitches
my lids flutter
Behind them I can see us
moving together
my hands become your hands
your fingers trace my shape
from my earlobe down my throat
over my shoulder
circling my breast and then my nipple
flick, pinch
down my ribs, the swell of my hip
around one side of my ass
dipping just a little between
down the back of my thigh
reversing direction
your fingers leave a burning trail
circle my knee and move up
I can barely stand it
this slow methodical torture
finally your hand stops
right there, at my edge
I push myself forward so that
you’ll brush my lips
I’m not disappointed as you stroke
questing fingers along my slit
I’m wet, ready, ripe
When we talk
my hands caress
my hips move
my lips part
I want you to devour me
tara caribou | ©️2018
9 Comments on “When We Talk”
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Hot!!! 🔥🔥🔥
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I’m glad you liked it.
I was actually just thinking about you. Wondering when you were going to post some erotica again 😉 lol
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Wow. Thank you. I will soon 😉
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Oh golly….*melt*
Did it just get really hot in here…?
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True Story. Especially when I’m listening (as I literally am right now) to ‘Bloodstream’ by Stateless. Fuck. Yeah. It’s a sexy makin’ love song WHEW!
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And here was me goin’ down that golden oldie road and gouging away with the Pixies. Let’s try a different tune….
Aww yeah….that’s sounding right…..
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Nice!
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Gorgeous erotica, Tara!
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Thank you! You are always too kind. I hope that when I get this book finished that you will read and honestly review it because you always have such intelligent responses.
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