I was standing in my black heels arched against the windowsill the warm afternoon light sliding over my skin All around me the exotic plants stood silently tall green lush without flowers but full of life I had chosen them nurtured them tamed them Just like him When he came up behind me his hands firm on my hips and took me slow at first then with that urgency we dont play with I felt every fiber of my body open to him My heels slipped on the floor soaked from the heat the pleasure the surrender It wasnt just sex it was an ancient fire a language without words And when it all settled when I curled against him still short my fingers tracing circles on his chest like vines crawling over stone I knew What we had was alive Wild Raw And so terribly real<br>Tags. heels

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