Lustful Shadows

My first attempt at erotica. Unfinished and no future plans to finish.

The shadows kissed my naked skin, offering the blanket I didn't need on these hot summer nights. Nights made all the more steamy from the toying we often did with each others desires. Nights like tonight, in which you had played out another erotic short causing me to curse the distance between us, but not stopping that urge from growing inside me. "Just remember" you had said, and the vivid thoughts came rushing back, catching my breath with how delicious it would be to act out.

With quickened breath and a lust in my eyes, a smile graced my lips, dancing my fingertips along my skin. Down from my collar bone, across my chest. The tease of touch close to my nipples, but never actually plucking, or even feathery grazing against them. The soft sensations tingling, causing the tiny hairs on my skin to stand, begging to be a part of the game. Only the gentlest touch would do to build upon the already eager desires of the flesh.

The caress becoming rougher, and I imagine your hands there instead. Pushing down my thigh, and dragging your fingers up it. Squeezing my breast, and I can almost feel your lips against my neck. A breath escapes as I close my eyes, tilting my head to live out the play.