Kisses made of stars, trail down your neck
My lips send fire, to burn through your cold exterior, towards a burning sun
My hands reach for the warmth of you, the depths you keep hidden
I feel your fire, lava flowing beneath the surface
I want to set it free, let your heat sear into my skin
Your lips part, letting out sounds of pleasure
Your hands rest upon my body, your support and undoing
Let your touch linger on me, feel my desire
Let that desire fuel you, rise up, ride the stars into the night
Create a place for our fire to burn, together we’ll heat up the darkness.
A Taste of Stew Erotic Stories Collection
A collection of short erotic stories including all 3 of the pandemic stories; previously released separately. An array of stories ranging from a heated argument between a mom and dad that turns steamy to an interplanetary smuggler getting frisky behind a hotel desk. You’ll find a wide variety of fun well written stories to enjoy with high spice content.
The Author Stew webpage - Stories & Poems 