May 21, 2009 10:59
The slippery music penetrates her glistening skin with the force of stubborn bullets, relaxing her eager muscles, making every movement feel like the most sensual of touches. The fire of alcohol melts her insides, consuming her slowly with tongues of desire. Smoke fills her needy lungs and the world won’t stop throbbing with delicious need. The cool bars of the cage send shivers down her spine as she slides to her knees, waiting for shameless fingers to slip money deep into her panties.
But she’s met with Ryan’s hard, unforgiving gaze instead.
“Get out of there. I’m taking you home.”
tom ryan,
no love no glory,
drabble,
sam west