Six Sentence Sunday 43

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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.


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.


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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42 thoughts on “Six Sentence Sunday 43”

  1. My own love life isn’t this hot. Heck, I don’t even know what I’ve been doing in my marriage — not this! LOL. Excellent. Excellent. HOT. And, the crowd at the end, really surprised me.

  2. Sizzling! I had to re-read your previous snippets to remember they are in a bar. I love that he’s finally found the control he was seeking – such a interesting power balance between them – I wonder how long his control will last. ;)

  3. Love the battle for dominance you’ve got them playing. I’d say the ball(s) just got lobbed back into her court. (And how!)

  4. Cue fainting. All the elements in this are hardcore hot: wrists in his hand, panties slid aside, two (not one, whoa), and then to taste it? How she’s still standing, I’ll never know. Scorching, Alix. Of course, I expect that of you. ;)

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