Desert Nights

SPICY

A fantasy forms in my mind

of another place and another time

a silken tent sighs in the breeze

a woman's laughter meant to tease

Draped in veils sheer as mist

she dances closer than flits away with a twist

the music breathes a sensual rhythm

raising heat and passion within him

Raven hair brushes hips

a slim gold belt tinkles as she dips

he reaches a hand to touch perfection

she slips away in a change of direction

Then closer still she circles back

cupping her breasts as passion turns dark eyes black

she spins again the rhythm quickens

another veil drops and his manhood quickens

Laughter rings from velvet lips

he growls in hunger and circles her hips

strong hands pull her tight

he promises to love her through the night

Golden eyes turn warm with love

she laughs again and gives him a shove

he falls to the bed in a silken heap

he'll let her go just to follow her lead

She stands before him a carnal goddess

just made for him to love and caress

the last veil falls her body is bare

her eyes flash gold in a silent dare

He takes a breath and can't believe

the sight before him a sensual Eve

she hovers for a moment then slips to her knees

she licks her lips a motion to tease

Her softest touch on pulsing skin

he can't control the fire within

she grins a promise then tightens her grip

as raven hair brushes his hip

A darting tongue is his undoing

she laughs again a sound so alluring

she'll taunt and tease until he's spent

to make him beg is her intent

Her mouth slides warm against his cock

as his fingers in her hair he locks

with velvet heat she surrounds him

a slow and sensual spell binding rhythm

His moans of pleasure urge her on

though he knows he's just her pawn

she'll stroke and tease till he is sated

her passion grows through the time she's waited

He cries his release as she grins again

she knows the night is not at an end

she climbs on top to get her fill

he grows hard again at her will

She'll ride him hard to satisfy her need

her hunger for him she has to feed

a shudder runs through her as the world shatters

they come together and nothing else matters

Lying beside him her heart overflows

he holds her tighter as he feels their love grow

the desert is quiet the stars are gone

the lover sleep now in the coming dawn

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Well, where to begin with this one. This interesting little slice was written on a dare. It was almost 21 years ago. I was working on the first very rough draft of what would become Hunted. Although back then it had a different name. One I can't even remember now. I had a habit of taking my notebook with me everywhere. I would write on my lunch break, waiting in the doctor's office. It didn't matter as long as I got even a few sentences written everyday.

I was working second shift at a refrigerator factory. At that time I was bouncing between working on my book series, and homework for my business degree during my lunch break. On this particular day it was the book. A couple of my male co-workers were bullying me about it being a "silly romance". Basic ribbing, nothing too mean. One of them told me there was no way that a woman could write anything that a man would want to read. I disagreed. So he dared me to write something right then. The other one chimed in. I said, "fine." (I've never been one to shy away from a challenge as long as it isn't life threatening LOL). It took me about thirty minutes to come up with the rough draft. I had it finished by the time lunch was over. I handed the finished copy to the first one who went back to his station up line from me. It came back down the line to me about an hour later taped to the front of a door. After everyone else between us had also read it and left their critiques in the margins and on the back.

I could've crawled under the line. I was mortified. Most of the reviews were good. The boss was not happy about it. Not that she didn't love it, but (omg, NSFW) But in the end, we all had a good laugh and I learned to pick my battles.