Five Sentence Fiction - Clandestine
He stared at
the blank canvas, sweat slivered down his forehead, he gripped the long
paintbrush tighter to control the slight tremble in his hand. Jason glanced past his canvas to Michelle,
gloriously naked in the position he suggested. Though
it wasn’t the first time he’d painted the dazzling woman, the lust threatened
to take him over now that he knew. Their meeting over coffee last week left
his ears craving the sound of her soft whimsical voice; she was more than just
a pretty face. His heart raced, throat seized as she
stood crossing the expanse between them, she placed her lips to his neck with a
promising kiss and a smile.
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Makes you wonder what goes on in those life drawing classes... :)
ReplyDeleteLoved it! All sorts of interesting things can happen when nakedness and coffee are combined! Seriously, I really enjoyed the scene you've described so well, especially how you mentioned her voice as well as what she looks like. Gives the complete picture, I think.
ReplyDeletei liked this...all kinds of possibilities happening there!
ReplyDeleteLove it :)
ReplyDeleteI've been enjoying your blog (I was SO happy to see someone else talk about a gladius!), so I nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award!
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