Erotica for the 100th

1. A single drop of sweat trickled down her spine. My tongue followed the trail, curious about the journey. Her skin tasted of hot salt and yet so sweet and tangy like homemade lemonade. Tastes like sex. Her skin is glowing and her eyes are bright. I know what she wants. I want to tease her. Dangle it right in front of her, watch her face. Her eyes will focus on what she wants most. I’ll watch her writhe in anticipation until neither of us can take it anymore. She never knows I want it as much as she does until my lips touch hers and my body spasms at her touch. We are in unison. My hands on her soft skin, her breath is all I can hear. Nothing else matters. Just us. Just now.
2. His hands pull me closer. He knows what he’s done. I look him in the eye, I’m challenging his actions. He knows; he half smiles. He likes it too much. I slam him against the wall, hard. The impact makes him gasp and his eyes widen. He has that beautiful rabbit in the headlights look. I’d pay for that. I snarl at him. I push his shirt up and drag my nails down his front. I’m not being nice tonight. His hands snake over my hips, skin rough against mine. My hands firmly grip his wrists and pin them above his head. I use one hand to hold them there and my other wraps around his jaw. I push his mouth into an ugly pout. His skin moves like play-dough. He’s just my little toy. I look at him, my lip curls in disgust. I bite his neck. Hard. I can feel him shaking. I smile.
3. I glance over. You catch my eye. You have that look. The one that tells me you want me. I see that look everyday; people I pass in the street, people I’ve known for years. You’re something else. Something better. There’s more than greed, you’re beyond desperation. Your desire has savagely overwhelmed you. In the same way I will. I’ll savour every last scent and emotion. I’ll burn on your desire. Watch your flames swallow me up as I gasp for air, your touch choking me. I need you to steal me away. I need you as much as you need me. You blink, you turn. I’ll never see you again.
4. His touch was electric. I glanced at him and bit his lip. His hands slid over my hips and fingers gripped me firmly. His eyes were shining. He wanted me. His lips parted and he cocked his head. He pulled my shirt over my head. I felt his hot breath on my neck; his hands snaked around my waist. His fingers ran over my spine, easily undid my bra. Something kicked alive inside me. I pulled his shirt over his head, and pushed him against the wall, my mouth found his and adrenaline fuelled kisses followed. He grabbed my shoulders and pushed me against the wall, his hands running all over me. My legs wrapped around his hips, my hands wrapping around his strong neck. I can feel him pleading to be inside me. I watch his face; he looks me straight in the eye. Slowly, deliberately he bites my neck. I gasp and tilt my head back, revealing my neck further. He knows I want it. His mouth ravaged me.
5. Her soft lips touched mine gently. My eyes shut. Her tongue slipped inside my mouth; the smooth underside tickled my lips. I could smell her skin. Hot and fresh: delicious. My fingertip ran across her jaw line. I let my senses take over. Her hand playfully stroked my neck and chest. My body tightened from her touch. As she kissed me, I got hotter. Starting like a slow boil in the pit of me, once it had started, nothing could stop it. In waves it rapidly washed out over my body. It grew up in direct stems to my breasts and branched out in delicate twigs of pleasure all the way up, until my skin was on fire and my hairs all stood up on end. I was an ocean of goose bumps. She can do that.