Hell, if he was smart, he would have woken up with her in his arms, preferably naked, and started the day off right. But no. Instead, he lay on his mattress by his lonesome, his only company his morning, or more like mid-morning, wood.
He slid a hand down past the elastic of his boxer briefs and straightened out his hard-on. Damn. Doing it himself just wasn't the same. It was like settling for an after-dinner mint when you really wanted dessert.
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13 comments:
Damn Jeanne- perfect analogy- LOVE it
Dawne P
Great excerpt! Love the last line! In third sentence, you want to add a t to his to make this
Lol, the after dinner mint vs. dessert was precious...and so very right! Great six. Happy Easter Jeanne.
*giggle* Those damn mints never hit the spot, huh?
Very hot six. Love that last line.
Great twist at the end. Hope it holds his appetite till he can get the real thing. :)
Guess it really depends on where that after dinner mint is.
LOL.
Nice six. Poor baby.
Great snippet! Hopefully he gets his dessert soon. ;)
LOL! Great six!
Poor guy.
LOL This is great Jeanne, some women write men well, and you're definitely one of them. Drew me right in. Almost reached for my own penis...until I realized I don't have one. ::sigh:: Not even one nearby. ::grins::
Thanks for the smile!
Allure Van Sanz
Awesome last line! Great snippet.
Last line is a real keeper!
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