gentlekama:

Alya by -pavelkiselev-

gentlekama:

Alya by -pavelkiselev-

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Sweet
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sirneave:

Modern Classics
Neave Bozorgi

sirneave:

Modern Classics

Neave Bozorgi

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fashionnymph:

Nadia Serlidou

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fashionnymph:

Nadia Serlidou

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lessthan1000notes:

<1000 notes: today’s series: silhouette

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lessthan1000notes:

<1000 notes: today’s series: silhouette

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beautflstranger:


His Directive Part 1
" white jacket. black panties. sheer black stocking. heels."
flashed in a text on her iphone.
" no car sent for you. do not take a cab. you must walk."
she read and re-read the two texts.
within seconds, another flashed.
" i want you exposed and utterly raw. Do. Not. Disappoint."
Her mind contemplated the sheer bold sexuality of it all,
as she rose to this challenge, as New York City girls sometimes do.
As she stepped from her apartment, the night air was refreshingly cool as she hurriedly walked to his loft, neon bouncing off her skin.
She felt as though she were on a secret mission. 
And there she was cloaked in virginal white, betraying her mind of carnal wishes.
She kept her eyes cast downward, directly at the sidewalk. Taking no chances to meet another’s.
As she turned the block toward his apartment, she felt him peering from his window, the ultimate hunter, stalking his prey.
As she slipped into his building, another text flashed
" lose the jacket "
Grateful that no one else was in the lobby, she bolted toward the elevator which would take her directly to his loft.
As the doors opened, she heard his voice from a darkened room.
" stand in the entry and let me look at you"
motionlessly and bathed in moonlight she stood, peering into the darkened room.
it wasn’t her body which he craved, it was the look in her eyes.
her eyes which were soft and soulful had changed.
their expression was as though she had run up to a chain link fence
and gripped at it and gripped at it until her fingers bled.
carnal and raw hunger. beautifully destroyed.
i love that, he smiled.
~ beautflstranger

beautflstranger:

His Directive Part 1

" white jacket. black panties. sheer black stocking. heels."

flashed in a text on her iphone.

" no car sent for you. do not take a cab. you must walk."

she read and re-read the two texts.

within seconds, another flashed.

" i want you exposed and utterly raw. Do. Not. Disappoint."


Her mind contemplated the sheer bold sexuality of it all,

as she rose to this challenge, as New York City girls sometimes do.

As she stepped from her apartment, the night air was refreshingly cool as she hurriedly walked to his loft, neon bouncing off her skin.

She felt as though she were on a secret mission. 

And there she was cloaked in virginal white, betraying her mind of carnal wishes.

She kept her eyes cast downward, directly at the sidewalk. Taking no chances to meet another’s.

As she turned the block toward his apartment, she felt him peering from his window, the ultimate hunter, stalking his prey.

As she slipped into his building, another text flashed

" lose the jacket "

Grateful that no one else was in the lobby, she bolted toward the elevator which would take her directly to his loft.

As the doors opened, she heard his voice from a darkened room.

" stand in the entry and let me look at you"

motionlessly and bathed in moonlight she stood, peering into the darkened room.

it wasn’t her body which he craved, it was the look in her eyes.

her eyes which were soft and soulful had changed.

their expression was as though she had run up to a chain link fence

and gripped at it and gripped at it until her fingers bled.

carnal and raw hunger. beautifully destroyed.

i love that, he smiled.

~ beautflstranger

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