Sealed Confessions: Letters of Temptation vol. II

by E. Arrows

In Sealed Confessions, the companion volume to Letters of Temptation, E. Arrows explores the nature of confession, of sharing honest and transparent communication with your partner. Each letter focuses on dominant personalities, the nature of control, and the push and pull of temptation, illustrating how the practice of honest confession only strengthens and enhances passion between two lovers.

57 pages, Kindle Edition

Published February 4, 2022

Reviews

[Siobhan Thompson · Rating 5 out of 5]

Awesome!

I love his style of writing. These letters were not written to me but they read like they were. Especially that Happy Birthday.

[Kami · Rating 5 out of 5]

Sigh

I felt like I was in each story. The way each image, thought,and act made the book that much more enjoyable. Will be hard not to think about this book when I go to bed lol.

[Lydia · Rating 5 out of 5]

This collection of two is quite unlike anything from this poet, that I've read before. Here you'll find a stellar collection of letters, written to an object of undoubted affection. It will feel like a love letter, one both intimate and all together erotic in the same breath. I was thankful for more lovely words on the page. This is written with the same prose as prior works, but we're gifted as the reader with far more to ponder over.

I wish I could recall how I first described this collection, but I'll attempt to replicate it here. It felt like a surveillance of something forbidden to me, something too intimate, too personal, and not meant for my eyes. But aren't all the best works a type of intrusion, that you simply can't pry your eyes away from? I remember saying this one felt like a love letter to women, to their power, to their beauty, and to their magnetism. I hope you'll find it in each word you read too.

Here are some of my favorite parts:

"She knew the truth. Guys do tend to screw things up rather easily. I made a mental note to be good. At everything."

"Her heartbeat thumped against my chest in great swinging blows. Each one shook me. Rattled me. They rang loud in my ear, louder than the earth rumbling under the gigantic footsteps of a giant thunder lizard."

"This was all rawr, all sex and flirtation and battle against loneliness. Two people staving off solace in the cabin of an Explorer and reminding each other how easily humans need attention.... For me, exploitation meant generosity. Giving, thoughtful action. It meant listening to her heartbeat like a thunder lizard and unleashing it without breaking her rules."

"I know it's difficult to hear how this experience came back to me today, almost as if I relived it. But I wrote this down for you for a reason. Because without that experience, you wouldn't have me, babe, Because this is when I began to learn to keep my hormones in check. To keep my promises. And you’re here because I always keep my promises."

"Since I don’t beg, I allow you to consider each sound begging. In many ways they are."

"I learned a long time ago not to try and fix your problems. Typically, I don’t. I know better than that. But I do have a weakness. A couple of them, actually. Sometimes I try to kiss those problems away. What else am I going to do when I am powerless in the face of your self-image?"

"One tender kiss on your right breast filled with all my compassion for your struggle. One kiss on your left breast, a reminder of how much I still gorge myself on thoughts of you, this you in front of me, imperfections and all."

"I’m fully attentive to what I see in front of me—moonlit skin, drenched with the remnants of my tongue, whispering, begging for clamped lips and an unrestrained touch."

[Wild-Rogue-Rose · Rating 4 out of 5]

It's a bit maddening,
coming to the end
and waking up.

That I cannot reach out,
grasp your hand
in mine.

Yet again,
a piece of me,
a fragile Softness,
is lost on a page.

Never to be returned,
for wake up I must,
move on.

Yet, cherish his words,
as if they were mine,
with a guarded jealousy.