I lost my appetite at dinner, but it’s come back now. As he kisses me lower, that familiar song runs through my head…
I didn’t know that I was starving ’til I…
“How do I taste?”
He doesn’t speak.
I don’t feel like I’m in my skin. I look down; he’s biting my thigh. I think it tickles. Yes, I like it. I want to bite him too, make him feel like his skin is coming off, like mine, unveiling a new layer, a rebirth.
Who knew this would be better than sex?
I have to tell Carol.
A to Z Challenge theme: A Drabble for a Tag
This year, I’m giving you 26 drabbles (100-word stories) using some of my favorite unused or underused tags.
Today’s tag is “rebirth.”
Read previous: “Q” is for “question.”
Read next: “S” is for “serial killer.”