I lost my appetite at dinner, but it’s come back now. As he kisses me lower, that familiar song runs through my head…
I didn’t know that I was starving ’til I…
“How do I taste?”
He doesn’t speak.
I don’t feel like I’m in my skin. I look down; he’s biting my thigh. I think it tickles. Yes, I like it. I want to bite him too, make him feel like his skin is coming off, like mine, unveiling a new layer, a rebirth.
Who knew this would be better than sex?
I have to tell Carol.
Today’s tag is “rebirth.”
Stay tuned for “S” tomorrow!