Sexual Musings :: Tough

Leaning against the bar, I tapped a gentle rhythm along his arm: “I think you worry that steady, beating heart on your sleeve is white noise – a static smoke filtering through what should be loud, bravado and pure masculinity. But, baby, I love that you notice when I have an eyelash on my cheek. And the way you guard my hand in a crowd, making those tiny circles in my palm. You are loving. And I honestly don’t know if there’s anything more manly in the world than love.”

©️ Pearl Bayou 2018

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