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There are moments when the world closes in on me quickly. Moments when I have forgotten how full-tilt crazy things can get in just a blink.

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phillswrites Poetry Leave a comment April 8, 2018July 9, 2018 0 Minutes

Sunday Morning Blessings

I fall in love with him again and again in small moments that seem not to matter to anyone.

phillswrites Meanderings, Poetry Leave a comment January 9, 2018July 9, 2018 1 Minute

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In His Kiss . We sat on the rooftop with the city lights as our backdrop, devouring those sweet chocolate crêpes and sipping on wine from glasses that Moscow brought up from his apartment. . Moscow asked me if I was looking for romance on my trip. I responded that everything about Paris seemed romantic to me—the food, the wine, the views, and most of all my impromptu date for that evening. I knew what he was asking but I decided to make him really work for what he wanted. I wasn’t going to be sexing Moscow tonight, no matter how good the wine. . “Well, what kind of romantic date would it be without music?” he asked rhetorically with a smile as he whipped out his phone and opened a station on Pandora. I didn’t recognize the music but it was soulful and upbeat. All of the lyrics were in French and I strained my brain to follow along, but eventually I gave in and decided just to enjoy the melodies. . “Dance with me,” Moscow blurted out as a slower song began. He stood and offered his hand. . Read the rest of the story at MochaCravings.com. . . . Image by Pixabay . . #dancing #music #datenight #longing #eroticshort #shortstory #blackwriters #France #passion #holiday #romance #fallinginlove #newwriting #blackerotica #creativewriting #eroticshortstory #lust #newwriter #Paris #erotica #amwriting #writing #sexy #amwritingromance

Butt First . He kissed her lips lightly, then licked at their fullness. When she kissed him back a fire ignited and he bit her lower lip. . She lay there naked, her chocolate brown skin under his tanned tattooed body. His right hand held her neck, lightly but firm, and his left hand slid down to her hip holding her still as he slid his manhood into her bottom for the first time. . She tensed and started to elicit her doubts, but he hushed her with the brush of his lips on hers. Gently, he eased in further. Fuck, it hurt, but she heard his voice, “Relax baby” and she did. She trusted him, she loved him, she surrendered. He pushed in further and held completely still. She let out a soft moan. She felt full and it felt amazing. . Read more hot scenes at MochaCravings.com. . . . #sub #bdsm #love #eroticshort #shortstory, #passion #bondage #anal #romance #submissive #BDSMlifestyle #BDSMcommunity #Dom #blackerotica #eroticshortstory #Sir #analsex #Dominant #erotica #sexy #amwriting #writersofinstagram #writing #writersnetwork #writers #writer #blackwriters #blackwriter #writinggroup

Crêpes To Go . Sometimes, just the mere taste of fine chocolate can bring me close to an orgasm. It can be a transformative experience when I find myself alone with a tasty chocolate dish and a glass of red wine. . Mmmm. . Tonight, I was already feeling my body tingle at the touch of Moscow’s hand in mine as we walked along Rue de Grenelle toward the crèperie. The wine I had already consumed was singing a beautiful melody as it coursed through my body, making me a little giddy but cautious with each step. It was like my mind and body were playing tug of war. . . . Read the full story at MochaCravings.com. — Image by Pixabay . #crepes #creperie #longing #eroticshort #shortstory #blackwriters #France #passion #bistro #holiday #romance #fallinginlove #newwriting #blackerotica #creativewriting #eroticshortstory #lust #newwriter #Paris #erotica #amwriting #writing #sexy #amwritingromance

Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage. ~ Lao Tzu . . . #amwriting #romance #writers #writersnetwork #writersofig #writersofinstagram #sorrynotsorry #fallinginlove #fashion #lovequotes #love #romantic #lingerie #amwritingromance #romance #over40 #beautyover40

An Unexpected Dinner Date . Moscow ordered for both of us in perfect French. I listened closely and gathered we were starting with a soup of some kind and then a dish with prawns and more red wine. . The server returned shortly with slices of warm baguette in a bread basket. “Merci!” we both chimed enthusiastically. It seemed that Moscow liked warm bread as much as me. Well, despite his nickname, he was French! . We talked about how he met Jackie, one of my closest friends from high school who now lives in Paris. As we talked his features seemed to soften or maybe it was the way he talked about Jackie. He seemed to really admire her, but not in a sexual way. I got more of a fraternal vibe from him, and Jackie had similar sentiments about Moscow when she spoke of him. . As we ate and talked, I thought about how I could listen to Moscow all night. His deep voice speaking English with a French accent gave me chills in all the right places. . Read more at MochaCravings.com. . . . Image by Pixabay . #desire #longing #eroticshort #shortstory #blackwriters #France #passion #bistro #holiday #romance #fallinginlove #newwriting #blackerotica #creativewriting #eroticshortstory #lust #newwriter #Paris #erotica #amwriting #writing #sexy #amwritingromance

A Parisian Holiday . It was an unseasonably warm spring day outside of a small café on boulevard de la Tour Maubourg in the heart of Paris, I sat taking in the sights and sounds of the city. In the distance, I could just make out the lights from the Eiffel Tower as the sun made room for nightfall. . Cars rolled along and people strolled by on their way home or to an evening of magic in this city of wonder. It was shaping up to be the perfect Parisian evening. . There was a sexy feeling that came over me just being in Paris. I closed my eyes and thought, I could easily fall in love with the next beautiful stranger to walk by — at least for tonight. I chuckled to myself, this drink must be stronger than I thought. . I was sitting at a small wrought iron table toward the back corner of the patio sipping on a glass of red wine. I was surprised at how amazing the wine was actually since I just ordered the house brand, but this was Paris, France — of course a random glass of wine at a random café was perfection! . Interrupting my thoughts on the wine, almost as if I conjured him out of thin air, a tall muscular stranger took the seat opposite me at my small table. . “Is this seat taken?” he asked in perfect French with a baritone voice that rolled out of a beautifully up-curved mouth. . “No, but there are plenty of open seats at the other tables,” I retorted in half French and half English, or Frenglish as I called it. . “Ah, American! I thought you might be,” he continued in English as if I hadn’t just tried to shoo him away. “Have you ordered dinner yet?” He pulled open the menu that was lying on the tabletop in front of me. . The delicious aroma emanating from the kitchen had caught my attention, as well as the sumptuous plates of food being delivered to the nearby tables. My tummy complained a little too loudly, giving me away. . Read more at MochaCravings.com. . . . Image by Pixabay . . . #desire #longing #eroticshort #shortstory #blackwriters #France #passion #EiffelTower #holiday #romance #fallinginlove #newwriting #blackerotica #creativewriting #eroticshortstory #lust #newwriter #Paris #erotica #amwriting #writing #sexy

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