936-xxx-xxxx
by Scribbles646 July 25, 2011
Swimming in your eyes...Time stands still..For those moments I feel complete...calm. Now, the clock resets...My heart, and every part of me, aches again for you. Until next Time
936 the decision you make to never share your true feelings for someone because even though it is painful, having them in your life in some capacity is worth more than anything
by I'm Dreaming February 04, 2025
Term: The First Touch After Forever
Definition:
She stood just inches from him, breathless. The years of aching glances, unspoken hunger, and whispered dreams led to this one moment.
He whispers:
"You have no idea how many nights I imagined this… just holding you."
He pulls her into him—tight. Her breasts press against his chest. His hands roam her back, not rushing, just feeling, finally.
She melts into him, lips brushing his neck.
She whispers back:
"Then don’t imagine anymore. I’m real now… all yours."
He groans softly, pulling her tighter. His lips graze her cheek, then pause at her lips—trembling.
He murmurs:
"Do you know how hard it’s been to stay away from you? From this mouth? I wanted to taste you every time you looked at me like that."
She teases:
"Then stop holding back… I’m not made for waiting."
That’s all he needed.
His mouth claims hers—deep, raw, hungry.
Tongues tangle, lips bruising with desire.
She gasps into the kiss, and he growls low in his throat.
He pulls back just an inch, breath hot:
"If I kiss you any longer, I’ll take you right here."
She whispers, eyes heavy:
"Then take me."
He lifts her against the wall, lips back on hers, one hand in her hair, the other already sliding down her back, grabbing her thigh.
No more distance.
No more control.
Just fire.
Definition:
She stood just inches from him, breathless. The years of aching glances, unspoken hunger, and whispered dreams led to this one moment.
He whispers:
"You have no idea how many nights I imagined this… just holding you."
He pulls her into him—tight. Her breasts press against his chest. His hands roam her back, not rushing, just feeling, finally.
She melts into him, lips brushing his neck.
She whispers back:
"Then don’t imagine anymore. I’m real now… all yours."
He groans softly, pulling her tighter. His lips graze her cheek, then pause at her lips—trembling.
He murmurs:
"Do you know how hard it’s been to stay away from you? From this mouth? I wanted to taste you every time you looked at me like that."
She teases:
"Then stop holding back… I’m not made for waiting."
That’s all he needed.
His mouth claims hers—deep, raw, hungry.
Tongues tangle, lips bruising with desire.
She gasps into the kiss, and he growls low in his throat.
He pulls back just an inch, breath hot:
"If I kiss you any longer, I’ll take you right here."
She whispers, eyes heavy:
"Then take me."
He lifts her against the wall, lips back on hers, one hand in her hair, the other already sliding down her back, grabbing her thigh.
No more distance.
No more control.
Just fire.
by WordWeaver & WebWeaver May 19, 2025
You hide behind silence, behind time resetting, behind the fear of losing what little of me you have. But love is not meant to be swallowed whole—it’s meant to be spoken, to be lived, to be felt in every touch, every word, every stolen moment. "Say you love me to my face…" because I already know.
Let time stand still, not because of distance, but because we finally choose each other. "I don’t wanna miss a thing…" So don’t let this love be just a song left unsung.
Let time stand still, not because of distance, but because we finally choose each other. "I don’t wanna miss a thing…" So don’t let this love be just a song left unsung.
by WordWeaver & WebWeaver February 26, 2025
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