But, she didn’t.

She wanted me to be there.

Ready and willing.

I would have denied her the pleasure of that moment, just to see that rush shoot through her eyes.

That quiver… a tremor… just before… and then… woosh. Off we go.

Yeah, baby… off we go…

—–

GT Mazlen

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GT Mazlen

You can blame me.

“Do you want me?” She asks.

“What part of you don’t I want?” I said.

She smiled.

I took that smile as a yes.

Her eyes looked down my body. She could tell that I was ready for her.

She smiled again.

Yes. Definitely a “Yes.”

GT Mazlen

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My thoughts again, are concentrating on you.

GT Mazlen

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GT Mazlen

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Soon.

I’ll smile and then I’ll put in your email . . .

You like it there, right?

But, just so you know . . . it’s got some sex in it.

Even though you may find it tempting . . .

Your fingers just itching to release it from your — say, “Inbox…”

You’ll need to promise me that you’re old enough to read such things.

You’re too much.

Really.

And, I like it like that.

I like it a lot.

You can send me your email earlier if you like.

It’s on my website — GT Mazlen

But, you have to promise me that you are over 18 . . .

Until then, your fingers will just have to itch . . .

—-

GT Mazlen

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She was an ordinary woman leading an ordinary life.

Simple. Life for her was simple.

Uncomplicated.

Until she met me.

Life is now exciting for this woman.

Every night.

Exciting.

She is coming into her own.

She doesn’t want to go back to the life she had.

Boring.

I gave her new things to think about.

A new knob to polish.

She loves “polishing” now.

And, is getting quite good at it.

With my training.

I may ruin her.

She is so hungry.

I like it like that.

I am there, ready to fill that hungry spot.

—-

GT Mazlen

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With only a breath and a bikini . . .

And, that’s all it took.

—-

GT Mazlen

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I like how it smooths over the front of you, like a scarf that I will lift.

Sort of opaquely sheer… because I can imagine you.

I like how the light above you, causes me to notice the ins and the outs of you.

And, I do like very much the ins and the outs of you.

—-

GT Mazlen

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She is dancing only for me now.

Her hands are moving up and down her body.  

I can see the shadow of her swaying side to side, but I can only watch her right now.

So, I just watch…

Mesmerized. 

An old song sung a new way.

She’s teasing me and she knows it.

I like it.

She’s standing and her hands are gliding up and down it.

Against her thoughts.  From side to side, arching like a new pro.

And, I like to watch.

I am hypnotized.

Her breasts, her body, her hips, her thighs are all in constant rolling.

She knows she has me.

Her hands rubbing up and down her stomach and lower to her crotch.

So hot…

I’m rubbing now, too. Rubbing…

Hungry.

I am going to taste that fire that is dancing in from of me.

Taste it from head to toe.

She’s inviting me, I know…

Soon. 

She will be mine.

—–

GT Mazlen

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You’ve probably been following some of my recent books.

I can tell that you’ve been naughty.

I might have to teach you a lesson.

A hard lesson.

But, be patient.

Good things come in large packages.

Don’t worry . . .

I’ll be back.

Until then, sit tight . . .

GT Mazlen

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