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raininjuarez:One could say “I don’t mean to pry,” but I do. That’s exactly what I intend. To open you wide and let all that pleasure you’ve been hording seep out. I intend to bust the dam.
raininjuarez:There was nothing perfect about him except his hunger, which had no end There was nothing perfect about her, except the desire to feed him
raininjuarez:She’s a thousand miles away, a galaxy away. She may as well live in another century. I can’t touch her. I can’t taste her. I can’t press my face to her neck or whisper in her ear or feel her heat against mine.So I write. I tell
raininjuarez: If you don’t realize that this is an erogenous zone you have much to learn.I know, little boy, that you are aching to stick your dick in her, but to earn that right, you need to put something special in here. Say sweet things. Sweet
raininjuarez: Slowly I could rush it. I could bury myself with one twitch of the hips, a hard, swift stab. I could suddenly sink in that dark, hot treasure. In an instant, I could be in you down to the root and grinding. I could take your sweet
raininjuarez: She likes this. Not just the sensation of his fingers playing up her thighs and slipping inside her, though god she loves that too. She loves the strength in his hands and the purposefulness in his touch. The intentionality of it. The
raininjuarez: In how many human endeavors do you earn extra style points for being a total mess?
raininjuarez: This. The rest is noise.
raininjuarez: Need that never rests
raininjuarez: It had been since Tuesday — nearly two days now — and she was still sore whenever she moved. But it was a thick, pungent kind of sore. A dark kind of sore that settled deep in her bones, and she liked it. A lot. So she kept moving
raininjuarez: She wore it because I asked her to And I asked her to because it seemed so beautifully, so profoundly, so hopelessly futile It was not clothing; it was an announcement … an endorsement … a beacon drawing eyes to the form it caressed.
raininjuarez: It’s the most wonderful time Of the year
raininjuarez: “But what if?” she asked. “What if it’s awkward and clumsy and anxious? What if there’s no magic?” “Listen to me baby,” he reassured. "So long as there is you, there will be magic to spare.“
raininjuarez: Plural Possessive Present tense
raininjuarez: to devour
raininjuarez: It was a collision, not an embrace. We’d waited too long. When a man goes for days without food, he doesn’t savor those first bites; he inhales them. He attacks them, seizes them greedily. He doesn’t think about pleasure;
raininjuarez: Need that never rests *purr*
@raininjuarez “Where would you want my lips? If I were there, where would you have my lips go first?” “Right there on the back of my neck. Just run your fingers through my hair to hold it up and I’ll bend my neck down so I can feel your lips
raininjuarez: “I’m made of stern stuff,” she said. "You can’t break me. But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try.“
raininjuarez: He thought … if I could do this for you at will, any time of the day, life would be complete. If you were only here.
raininjuarez: Her secrets are his now He is a bright white light, sweeping through her darkest corners [Please do not remove the text from this post. Thank you]
raininjuarez:This. The rest is noise.
raininjuarez: Some things won’t wait. They need to be addressed now
raininjuarez:In how many human endeavors do you earn extra style points for being a total mess?
raininjuarez:If you had the time and the inclination, you could make a list of all of the things I want to do to you You could spend the day, thumbing through memories and words we have shared You could tick off all the things I have done already, and
raininjuarez:She wants to know how good she feelsDon’t be selfish; tell herBring your lips to her ear, and whisper about bliss. She’s brought you in; tell her how that makes you feel.
raininjuarez:Slowly I could rush it. I could bury myself with one twitch of the hips, a hard, swift stab. I could suddenly sink in that dark, hot treasure. In an instant, I could be in you down to the root and grinding. I could take your sweet
raininjuarez: You see, this I can do. I can’t make all the many trials in your life disappear. Not permanently. But for a while, I can make them irrelevant. I can give you moments of undiluted joy. Moments when your troubles cease to exist. I
raininjuarez: She waited for him at the gallery, as he had asked, in a small room full of large canvases. She stood as he entered; she was smiling, expectant, a little nervous. As he advanced, she expected to fall into his arms, but instead he turned
raininjuarez: She was bound to learn patience. At the wrists, her arms outstretched, and at the ankles, spread wide. At the bar earlier that evening, as she complained about the frustrations of waiting endlessly for her hair-brained co-workers to finish
raininjuarez: I learned a lot that summer. I learned that her uncle kept the key to his lake house under a flagstone in the walk. I learned the pleasure of waking up next to her soft skin and her feline stretch I learned that she could be weightless,
raininjuarez: She loves the show She loves it almost as much as I do
raininjuarez: She was a walking contagion. A blistering fever dressed in satin. There was no cure.
raininjuarez: What purpose is served by half measures? By timidity or caution? What great things can be accomplished with such limitations in place? No, my dear. We finish what we start [Please do not remove the text from this post. Thank you]
raininjuarez: You can dress her up.You can take her out.Sometimes combining the two can be problematic.Or not. So proud to be yours.
raininjuarez: I can’t write a word without imagining how she’d pronounce it
raininjuarez: Hours Hours and hours and hours and hours
raininjuarez: Yes. Now I’m done. Now you can rest
raininjuarez: … but now it was real. Not a dream, not a fantasy. It was real. He was real. And the pleasure — the pleasure seeping into every cell of her — it was real too.
raininjuarez: She needed him in so many ways But what she needed more than anything was his strength. His assurance. She loved the dance, but she needed him to lead.
raininjuarez: Soon he’ll be in her. He’ll lift her hips and work himself inside. Deep deep inside her. Soon, she’ll feel his weight on her. He’ll cover her, swallow her body beneath his. Soon, he’ll be grinding, his hips working circles
raininjuarez: She was my ecstatic fixation. Her addictive enticements gave her a gravitational pull I found it impossible to resist. I lived for the thrill – the exhilaration – of being there. But being with her was like catching knives. You knew
raininjuarez: Some appreciate life dimly, remotely They see life at a remove The way a man understands the weather by looking out the window Watching the leaves blow To live life as it begs to be lived A man needs to feel the storm on his skin. [Please
raininjuarez: I will not live with my back turned toward pleasure
raininjuarez: Your future isn’t so hard to tell
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raininjuarez: “I swear! I’l take really really good care of her. I’ll feed her and bathe her and I’l brush her hair … Can we? Can we keep her? Please? Puleeeeeze?”
raininjuarez: I know how Magellan felt. And Da Gama and Cabot and Drake. The unknown must become known; the unexplored must be experienced.
raininjuarez: To be wanted To be possessed
raininjuarez: In Praise of “Before” “During” needs no press agent. During is why our species exists. During is hard sliding deep into soft. During is cause and effect. During is call and response. During is primal, elemental, ecstatic.
raininjuarez: Idle hands are the devil’s workshopBusy hands his favorite tools. And he takes such pride in his work I absolutely love wrecking you with my fingers. That magical spot of yours needs to be worked vigorously and often…..💋
raininjuarez: I love the smell of you in the morning The smell of your sleep The smell of your lingering dreams, hanging like a fog over your body The smell of your slowly accreting need I can feed on it all day
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raininjuarez: Here. Now. Us.
raininjuarez: Such a pleasant gathering. Sometimes, my mind leaps instantly to destination. To result. To culmination. Sometimes — more often, actually — it dwells on the journey. Such a lovely lingering
raininjuarez:She often went out without pantiesYes, she liked the way it made her feelBut more than that, she liked the way it made her think
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