Fun, fun, fun! Thanks for tagging me @txemrn and @pixie88 for this challenge.
Week 1: Share the most memorable piece of dialogue you’ve ever written!
My most memorable piece of dialogue has to be my first ever post to
Tumblr... I was so new to writing... not that I’m not now... Just fresh out of the gate at that time.
Here’s my first TNA fanfic ever!
When We Touch...
When we touch …
Characters : property of Pixelberry (Choices - The Nanny Affair) I do not own the characters depicted. I am borrowing for the sake of entertainment. TY PB!
Originally posted by prophets-of-prog
⚠️ WARNING !!! : Explicit !!!!!!!!! Readers BEWARE … Very mature sexual content and strong language GUARANTEED 🥵
Word Count: 1,330 approx
Characters/Pairing:
MC: Dahlia Schuyler (you) paired with Male LI Samuel Dalton
Carter - Driver
Mason & Mickey Dalton - Twins of Samuel Dalton
Sofia Russo - Russo Enterprises, former lover/fiancé of Samuel Dalton
Summary: Sam has left Sofia at the altar publicly and is now vacationing with Dahlia, twins and Carter in Naples.
A/N : I enjoyed writing this, and hope you all enjoy it as much. Break out your favorite bottle of wine/liquor and prepare to drip… set your mood with that special Baby Maker music… Comments welcome! Let’s go!
News Headlines:
“Biotech Mogul leaves Business Princess at the Altar!” “Dalton-Russo Stocks Plummet After Public breakup!” Sam Dalton: Coward or Romantic? The Real Reason He Left on the Big Day!”…
Working on a plan to reduce fallout over calling off the wedding so publicly, a furrow lines Sam’s brow in determination to prove his sincerity to you …planning a life with you is not some fleeting decision made out of fear. The thought of you not existing, or being within reach, has rekindled the protective fire within Sam… he is as focused and commanding as you witnessed in the boardroom at Dalton Enterprises. You can’t stop reliving the moment that changed your life —the moment Sam and the twins convinced you not to take your flight, and whisked you off to Naples.
You sit next to him in your lingerie, bouts of heat and moisture rushing through your center as your desire overtakes you. “Sam”… but he doesn’t reply, transfixed on setting this right immediately…silently anguishing over the fact that it has come this far…almost solidifying you leaving without any form of contact… Sam’s breath catches suddenly, as a sharp pain jolts through his heart. Tears threaten to pour over his gorgeously thick lashes as he squints, shaking his head briskly as if to expel the intrusive memory that had been locked away for the past five years now. He had already lost his true love … he would not lose the love of his life after having convinced her to accept him and the twins for a lifetime.
You grow deeply concerned, but don’t want to cause Sam to become withdrawn, so you choose to be coy instead. “Sam, I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.“ …”Hmmph?” is the questioning reply Sam gives to your taunting… “One sec, babe. I really need to get this done. I don’t trust anyone else to handle this. It’s too sensitive.”
Your impatience won’t allow you to ignore the fire that has ignited within you. Thinking of Sam’s drive is giving you drive of your own. Memories of your first night together as an official couple flash in your mind. Remembering how he drove himself deep within you, throbbing with release. {I need that pulse again!} You decide to lay on the floor at a distance that gives a silhouette of your movements over the display of Sam’s laptop (that has taken top priority over you). You begin to slowly wiggle your g-string down with your feet and spread apart … “Hurry love, I’m starting without you …” you moan seductively. Your fingers slowly snake their way down to take a sample of your juices. “…you promised to always take care of me …nnnh… WHEN-EVER I nee-ded you…but if pleasing me doesn’t fall in that , nnnh…ooooh…” (your eyes flutter as you pleasure yourself, speechlessly counting down the seconds until …)
Sam has moved towards you so swiftly that you didn’t realize he had even moved. “Damn, Dahlia” is all you hear as you feel Sam’s oral erection dive into your overflowing center. “Damn you taste good.” His craving ignites, and he pins your hands underneath you. Be a good girl and keep those there…and remember … YOU asked for this”… He lies between your legs, wrapping his muscular arms underneath your thighs. With a sudden jerk of his hands, he quickly pulls you to him. You gasp at the vibrating ripple stemming from your clit to the tip of his tongue, which is suctioned to your trembling walls, as Sam hums at the taste of you. “Mmmmm!”His tongue lunges deep into you…the firmness of his nose pressing stimulating circles against your nub as he works you skillfully… you suck in a sharp breath…moans escaping your lips as you bite them to fight off a pleasurable scream…
“Lemme hear how good this feels to you” … Sam’s husky words reach you between your labored breaths…”Damn you’re so hot and wet for me”… the intensity of his deep slow strokes rotated with quick flicks of your clit with the tip of his tongue sends your pleasure flooding through… “that’s it, cum for me!” Those words send a thrill that causes you to buck in rhythm with Sam…you need to touch him… Quickly removing your hands from underneath you, you dig your nails into his shoulder gently at first, but piercingly as you begin to climax.
Sensing your release, Sam drinks all that your body offers…his hands gripping your ass firmly, preventing any resistance of pleasure. He grins up at you knowingly, then releases you to quickly remove his clothing. “How do you want me, Dahlia? It’s yours to command.” You give him a naughty smirk and roll on your left side. You then use your right arm to suspend your right leg in the air. “Oh, you want thrust action. I’ve got you, Dahlia. Hold tight.”
Sam eases towards you, stroking his full length with precision. Giving it the needed shake to rush the blood flow… to give you exactly what you begged for…ALL OF HIM…he lightly taps the head against your clit, reminding you of the weighted pleasure you are about to receive. He leans across you, kissing you soft and passionately as he eases into you. Succumbing to his own excitement, he gives a trembling thrust until your bases connect. He hesitates as he takes in your heat…pulsating within you. You gently claw his sides until you take hold of his flexed ass urging him to move within you. He begins to slowly withdraw letting you wet every inch of him, then winds forward with a rush that says he doesn’t want this feeling to end. Stroke after stroke pushes you higher and higher, causing you to whisper the command…”Fuck me Sam…”, moaning “… ooooooh, yes baby! Harder!” Complying, Sam leans back steadying your leg on his shoulder and placing your hand on his chest. He thrusts your depths until a river flows over him as you cry out his name. “Sam!” You feel his heated flow rush through you as he breathes out your name intensely…”Dahlia…” His shaft still pulsates inside you calming from his release…Sam lowers himself onto you holding back his full weight. He gives you a lingering kiss while rolling over with you lying on top of his chest.
He runs his fingers ever so slowly through your hair, soothing you. “Did you get what you needed?” You smile against his chest,and teasingly say, “you know I do every time.” You playfully grasp his taut nipple between your teeth, giving it a gentle tug. “Okay, baby. A little while longer lying like this, then I have to get back to putting out the other fires brewing.” Sighing, you roll off Sam. “Yes, Mr. Dalton. I understand. But, ummm, ink me in for a lunch session.” Sam laughs, calling you insatiable, but he clears his calendar for your lunch date.
Sam opens his laptop, and an email immediately comes in marked high priority from none other than Sofia Russo… Sam’s eyes grow dark as he informs you of the content.
hi! once you get this you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly, then send this to ten of your favorite followers (nonnegotiable) SPREAD POSITIVITY! 💌🥰
1. I am always helpful to others when asked.
2. I have the confidence to push the envelope... I do what I feel is right for me. You can’t please the world, after all.
3. I am bold enough to post on this Tumblr app... My writing can be overly explicit... but so are most things on the internet...
4. I had the courage to direct message people that I admired. There is a lot of talent on this site... and I wish that I could give personal tribute each one, but you know who you are... I am so honored to be able to read your works.
5. I am comfortable if no one reads a word that I write, because I do it for myself... not for recognition... but please, if you like it let a Sistah know!
