snippet from Dreaming of Tatoos
Dreaming of Tatoos
"All I crave is your love" He whispered in my ear as his strong arms go around my waist. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath all I wanted was his love given to me............

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His nose was pressed to the side of my neck. The air he breathed through his nose felt warm and heavy on my skin. I could feel his muscle twitch as he adjusted his arm slightly on my waist. My left shoulder blade was lightly resting on his forearm. I lay there all curled up in a ball in his arms. My legs were getting cramps from being scrunched up for so long. But I was just too nervous to move. I didn't want to distrupt the peaceful relaxing silence we had or he had going on here as seeing he was sleeping with me in his strong arms, holding me and I was wide awake not being able to move a muscles of my own.
Why did I always have to be so uptight about something's?. Especially this. I closed my eyes trying to find peace and sleep. But it just wasn't coming to me. All I could hear was his breathing in my ear. My eyes snapped open.
"Jane you know you can relax right" the sound of his voice made me jump when I had been so concentrated on the sound of his breathing. I put a hand over my chest to stop my heart from escaping my ribcage. After a deep breath I try to find my voice. It came out in a soft whisper.
"Yes I know" I said hoping he would go back to sleep to save me the embarrassment.
"Okay" his voice sounded dull and dreary something I wasn't use to.
"But I'm nervous" I said softly. I closed my eyes because I didn't want to picture his facial expression. But closing them only made me more nervous. I opened them again.
"You don't have to be" He said, his voice sounding different then that dull half asleep tone that you use when you don't want to get out of bed.
"I'm sorry" My voice was a low quiver. So attractive.
"It's okay, really just relax" His voice was soft and soothing lightly he placed a kiss on my neck. With one hand he took mine and placed it over the one that was holding me to him.
Carefully as not to kick him I let my legs uncurl. They weren't as stiff and cramped as they seemed before. His warm feet wrapped around my cold toes.
"Now isn't that better" he said lightly in my ear.
Yes it was better a hundred times better. Slowly I closed my eyes falling asleep to counting his many tattoos in my head.

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