Hi and welcome to this week's Eight sentences. Today I am Continuing with eight from a story I wrote for inclusion in my 'Fevered Kisses anthology. My story is called 'Anytime, Anyplace': MY EIGHT:
It was Sean's
voice, the deep baritone warmth raising every hair on my body, caressing every
nerve ending. I ran a splayed hand through my hair and giggled back into the
receiver, of course he could come over, and no, I wasn’t going anywhere today.
I picked up the
pillow as l talked and breathed him in.
30 minutes later
he arrived.
I pulled him
through the door by his open shirt neck and he lifted me covering my mouth with
his as he kicked the door closed behind him. We made it to the bedroom quickly,
his eager arousal stabbing at my thigh as he lowered me to the bed and tossed
aside the robe.
His trousers fell
untidily around his ankles along with his boxers as l pulled his shirt open to
feel his skin, coarser than my own, bristling with short, black hair that now
grazed my nipples erecting their own welcome party.
Sean stabbed then entered me, wringing a desperate cry
from my open mouth. *********************** 
That's quite a way to say hello!
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