Your hands

I am thinking
About wanting
Your hands on me
Roughly
Running down my back
And up again
Down over my hardening nipples
My belly
My hips
Down my legs
And up again, stopping.

17 comments

  1. Dearest Jenna, could something be waiting in your attic to attack me? My McAfee Virus Scan Thing gave me this big old alert, but I proceeded anyway.
    Sometimes McAfee Virus scan is a little paranoid. All I found was a lovely poem!

    • Jenna says:

      Oh, my goodness, Blooming Psycho! Nothing here in my attic but me. I’ll have my computer guy check everything out. Thanks for reading anyway!

  2. barbara says:

    I am thinking
    About wanting

    beautiful start!

  3. Kallan Annie says:

    Such a lovely, sizzling, sensual poem. Well done!

  4. Cobbie's World says:

    Guys cross whole oceans and hemispheres because of invitations such as yours. 🙂 Well-written and seriously sexy. 🙂

  5. Oooooh! *fans herself* Is it getting hot in here?

    Well done! Really conveys the anticipation of intimacy with just the right amount of heat.

  6. draug419 says:

    This just leaves me wanting more. 😉

  7. Jo-Anne Teal says:

    This woke me up! Wonderfully written, perfect pacing and sensual language. I just might have to read it a few more times.

  8. Christine says:

    *fans self* Wow, that is an invitation that would be hard to pass up, I’d think. Sexy and beautifully written. Great job!

  9. tum286 says:

    that’s just great…

  10. Hubman says:

    just a few simple words and my mind is reeling with wicked thoughts

    the image at the bottom, remind me to tell you about what V and I call ‘the trifecta’ sometime…

  11. Kir says:

    this was fantastic and wonderful, lyrical and sexy…and made me WANT something of my own.