The Pillow Room Chapter Two
IIIMusic washed over us, a sensual soundtrack as if the DJ somehow was in tune with my feelings, adding an insistent pulsing beat to the ambient mix that traveled up and down my spine, spreading through me with a tingle, until my entire body was quivering magically. We kissed playfully, neither of us feeling any urgency, content to focus on the soft warmth and wetness of lips and tongues. There was no thought, no grand plan in the movement of hands, only instinct and the desire to touch and be...
Incest