Rohith Chv

“We explore to experience, we eat to live and we hate to love”
― Ikechukwu Izuakor

“He placed the tip of his fingers on her chin and tilted her head up to his. Rylan slowly closed her eyes as she felt his breathing quicken. The chill of his lips as they pressed against hers made her buckle at the knees, falling even further into him.”
― Courtney Giardina, Holding on to Georgia

“He looked at me, and then looked away quickly.

But I could tell he was interested.

I think my tight t-shirt might have had something to do with it. And the way I was pushing my breasts towards him, with an inviting smile on my face.”
― Fiona Thrust, Naked and Sexual

“I heard him sweeping with the broom, and then he suddenly stopped.

I had obviously got his attention, and he was looking.

Take a good look, honey, I thought. Take a good look at what I’m offering.

I liked the sound of that silence. Do you know what I mean? Have you heard that silence yourself?

I love that silence you get, when a man who you fancy notices your body.

In a weird way, it’s so loud, it’s deafening.

It could be because of the way you sway your hips, your legs, or thrust your breasts.

And you just know his erection is talking to him, about what he’d like to do to your body. How he’d like to have his delightfully wicked way with you, undress you, smother your naked skin with hungry urgent kisses, and thrust his hard and moist cock deep inside the pouting red lips of your mouth…

I think you get my drift.

There’s a lovely tension in that moment; I call it the lust moment.

When a sexy man sees what you’ve deliberately put out on offer, and he stops in his steps as his lust lights up his mind, and puts him on a new track.”
― Fiona Thrust, Naked and Sexual