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and more from Flushed With Lust. Our hero challenged by his ex lover, struggled between lust and the feeling he was losing control. We pick up the story in the crowded bar, after he turned up the heat.

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I had to stop myself from kissing her. I was enjoying this sudden control and I knew I could lose myself again too easily, if I gave in.

Her knees buckled, forcing me to catch her around the waist. It was time to break, I needed to gather my thoughts. I directed her to the table, and headed to the bar.

She looked shocked, disorientated, even slightly confused. She really hadn’t expected that from me.

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Read the last 8 snippets for Flushed With Lust, if you would like to catch up:
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I came across this beautiful image this week, and thought it deserved to be shared.

Anders Schidt – Maria – 2009

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Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday. To find the complete list of very talented writers please click …here  or search the hash tag #sixsunday on twitter.

and more from Flushed With Lust. Our hero challenged by his ex lover, struggles between lust and the feeling he is losing control. Last week he did as she asked but was left wondering if it was him or control that was turning her on. So he starts to turn the tables…

I seem to be continually playing with the tense in this story.

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She stiffened with anticipation. I left my hand around her wrists, tightening my grip, my other hand moving up between her parted thighs. I moved her underpants to the side and with two fingers, not one, slide them straight up inside her. All the while looking composed and casual but firmly keeping her gaze. I pulled them out and she watched, her heart pounding as I bought them up to my lips. The crowd unaware of her wetness all over them, I sucked it off.

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Read the last 7 snippets for Flushed With Lust, if you would like to catch up:
…..SS 36…..SS 37…..SS 38…..SS 39…..SS 40…..SS 41…..SS 42

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Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday. To find the complete list of very talented writers please click …here  or search the hash tag #sixsunday on twitter.

and more from Flushed With Lust. 

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I wrapped my hands around the tendons in her wrists.
Pushed her hard up against the wall.
Parted her thighs with my knee.

Hot and wet.

Because she missed me?
Or because I did what I was told? 

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Read the last 6 snippets for Flushed With Lust, if you would like to catch up:
…..SS 36…..SS 37…..SS 38…..SS 39…..SS 40…..SS 41

Photographer – Giedrius Jankauskas   2008
http://www.GiedriusJankauskas.com/

 

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Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday. To find the complete list of very talented writers please click …here  or search the hash tag #sixsunday on twitter.

More from Flushed With Lust. Last week our hero, was desperately fighting to take control, Meeting his ex lover at the bar was not turning out how he had predicted.

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Dropping her hand down from my cheek, her elegant fingers lightly trace over my shoulder. Goose bumps blaze down my arm, my hand burning to catch her.

Must take control.

“So, are you going to find out just how much I missed you?” She whispered, biting my lower lip, letting it sting.

Played like an instrument, I have no hope.

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Read the last 5 snippets for Flushed With Lust, if you would like to catch up:
…..SS 36…..SS 37…..SS 38…..SS 39…..SS 40

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Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday. To find the complete list of very talented writers please click …here  or search the hash tag #sixsunday on twitter.

I finally named this work in progress, Flushed With Lust. Carrying on from last week are still with our hero, wondering if his ex-lover could smell his fear. She had leaned in, cupping his cheek and softly kissed him. The poor fellow had only asked if she wanted a drink.

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Saturated by her sensual energy, time seemed to stop. Devouring her, my only thoughts.

Swelling my desire was the promise; her soft lips lingering, her hair lightly brushing against my cheek. The smell of our combining arousal, gorging me in need.

I need to take control.
I need to take control,
RIGHT NOW.

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Read the last 4 snippets for this work in progress, if you would like to catch up:
…..Six Sentence 36…..Six Sentence 37…..SIx Sentence 38…..Six Sentence 39

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Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday. To find the complete list of very talented writers please click …here  or search the hash tag #sixsunday on twitter.

This week,  we return to our hero, flushed with lust when he meets his ex-lover. Having not seen her for quite some time, he is finding it more of a challenge than he had predicted.

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Without answering, she slowly stood, turning to face me. Inches separating us.

Could she smell my fear?
Maybe. 

Softly cupping my cheek with her hand, she lent in, her warm full lips softly meeting mine.

I think I almost died.

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Read the last 3 snippets for this work in progress, if you would like to catch up:
…..Six Sentence Sunday 36…..Six Sentence Sunday 37…..SIx Sentence Sunday 38

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Hello and welcome back to Six Sentence Sunday. I have been re arranging my work commitments and I have missed a few Sundays. I don’t like to post if I don’t have the time to enjoy the works of the other authors, so my apologies to you all. To find the complete list of very talented writers please click …here  or search the hash tag #sixsunday on twitter.

This week we pick back up with our hero, frozen. Fear and desire his chains, as he wonders how he can keep her.

Read the last 2 snippet  …..Six Sentence Sunday 36 …….Six Sentence Sunday 37

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I want her flesh. Her soft skin, the blood and bones that form her perfect shape. I want to hear her voice when I wake and as the last soft sounds as I drift off to sleep. I want to know her thoughts. Feel her pulse, and have her fingerprints cover every inch of my body. 

Tentatively I manage, “Can I buy you a drink?”

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Thank you to everyone who supports my work each week and a warm welcome to new readers, I hope you have enjoyed and will come back again.

If your interested in my past posts click Six Sentences, they have been snippets from these works in progress:
Positional Sacrifice     Coffeehouse Play     Drawing Chance       At the Bar

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This week we pick back up from our hero wanting her so much he couldn’t move.

Read the last snippet here …..Six Sentence Sunday 36

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I had thought over and over what it would be like to see her again. But now, with her hair sweeping over her shoulder and the sweet sound of her voice drugging my thoughts, I was blank. The masterful, seductive comments and sexy manuvers I had been meticulously practising escaped me.

Frozen. Fear, emotion and desire my chains.

How can I keep her?

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Positional Sacrifice     Coffeehouse Play     Drawing Chance       At the Bar

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Happy April 1st everyone, I hope your day is full of cheeky smiles and abundant laughter.

Something new…

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“Did you miss me?” I whispered softly against her cheek.

With a cheeky smile she replied, ‘Wrap your hand around the tendons in my wrists, push into me hard up against the wall and part my thighs with your knee. Then you’ll know how much I missed you.”

In that moment, I wanted her so much, I couldn’t move.

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Positional Sacrifice     Coffeehouse Play     Drawing Chance     Whisper     At the Bar

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For the last couple of weeks we have joined Anna and Ginger, my two erotic romance heroines, for a drink at a bar where fictional heroes go to relax. They had spotted Ned Jelli, but he had given Anna a look, drilling into her a warning not to approach, so she sent him a drink from across the bar and returned to Ginger at the table.

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‘Not tonight, Josephine,’ laughed Ginger as Anna returned. Forcing a smile she nodded in agreement, then saw the man now sitting at their table.

She slowly sat down, deliberately turning to face him, crossing her legs so the toe of her shoe was only inches away from his leg. ‘Your a very handsome gentleman, and perched there on the edge of your chair, leaning in closely, you’ve made me think you have a secret to share.’

‘Ladies,’ he replied with a twinkle in his eye, ‘I may be a Sixth Form Poet, but fiddle with me and I become a Hot Firm Sexpot.’

Winking at Anna, Ginger exclaimed, ‘ a poet, an anagram, and a very sexy man is indeed something we would LOVE to play with!”

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meet the amazing Sixth Form Poet here 

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Positional Sacrifice     Coffeehouse Play     Drawing Chance     Whisper     At the Bar

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