What Does Shame Mean To Me

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Even in my shame, I cannot feel remorse for what Christopher and I did. His lovemaking was so passionate yet gentle, that I could not escape the volcanic eruption of emotions I felt as we made love- and, the things he said to me- done to me! He said he wanted to taste me- his mouth explored every inch of me- just thinking of it gives way to this burning desire I feel for him- a want and need that is so deeply carnal that it is not rational. Remembering how his mouth kissed mine, how it suckled the tender, throbbing rosebuds of my breasts… how his warm breath felt as his lips brushed against my thighs… Wave after pleasurable wave of vaginal contractions, left me weak, drained of physical strength, yet, fulfilled; it was a most pleasurable experience

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