The way he kissed me this morning. The whisper of his lips at my ear - words of need and want and love. That spot on my back that he kept going to, the one he knows I love. The deep, urgent kisses up against the pantry. The slow, lingering kisses at the front door.
He is what I'm grateful for today.
Sigh.... You've gotta love that!
ReplyDeleteWell now I have to go and have a cold shower - lucky girl - he certainly is a keeper. Hugs from Perth xxx
ReplyDeleteWho did you say you write for again.....?
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely way to start the day, he's definately a keeper!
Ok far be it from me to tell you what to write... but PLEASE can you put a warning on the top of your post:
ReplyDeleteBEWARE - the folowing words will turn certain people into hornbags and will create deep desires to jump on their partners/husbands as soon as they walk through the door. If you don't want to be a frustrated bat for the next 4 hours, then don't read this post.
:P :D
You think *you're* frustrated, Skip?! I had to wait 13 hours for him to finish what he started!!!!
ReplyDeleteFeeling much better now though, lol.
Haha, I agree with all the comments on this. I noticed #6 too, well done on that! =]
ReplyDeleteomg...lucky you.
ReplyDeleteIs there going to be a sequel written to this post?! ;)
What a great resource!
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