Saturday, March 16, 2013

Time To Go

By Colleen Foley

Seems I couldn’t do it without pain. Not this time anyway. Sunitra hadn’t minded.

At the end, when I’d released the bonds and laid her on her bed, her dark eyes had glinted and she’d almost purred.

She’d languidly stroked a bite, at the juncture of her neck and shoulder, as I straddled her hips, unwilling to relinquish dominance, even yet.

There was no need for apology, but I offered anyway.

“A notch, nothing more. A pleasant souvenir of your…decanting.” She grinned wickedly at her own wit.

I barked a laugh and left her with a less than gentle kiss.


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