The art of edging.

The prolonging of pleasure begins well before we meet in the flesh. Before our eyes first lock in the hotel lobby. Before I, with wordless discretion, join you in the elevator to begin our ascent.

It is incepted with word one and deliberately executed with every letter sent. Words are chosen to build pleasure and fantasy, and soon you will find that I’ve permeated your entire consciousness.

I’ll edge your mind with the same precision that I apply to your body, reading the nuances of your words just like I read your breath as it quickens when I bite my lip. When I have you in my grasp.

Timing, lust, and intuition are everything as I stoke your flame.

– written / posted to my previous blog in 2021