Ark Angel

TracyThe room was crawling with excitement. As we slowly slipped into the sea of enthusiasts, a waft of gasoline mixed with exhaust set the fragrant tone. I couldn’t help but pause while my ears were serenaded by the deep throaty throttle of what had to be a sexy red Ducati off in the distance. The atmosphere oozed raw sex appeal pleasing two of my senses within moments of entering the mix.

As we immersed ourselves into the river of heavy black leather, inked sleeves and worn faded jeans his deep mellow voice began its seduction.”Stay close, I don’t want to lose you“. The room was full of freedom seeking souls who all had a common thread. The culture or texture of the room was understood amongst those who lived it. I could only focus on his magnetic male energy. His power and strength captured mine each time he gently brushed against me. When I closed my eyes I could still feel his presence in the room.

Scantily dressed tantalizing women in thigh high black leather boots, bustiers laced tight exposing voluptuous cleavage and torn fishnet stockings devoured him as his stride slowly seduced them into a frenzy. Glamorous Pin-ups in stilettos bit their cherry red lips in unison as his scent enticed them, only allowing them to inhale. He was Angelic walking through a room full of sinners willing to confess their deepest darkest secrets in hopes they would become pure again, if only he would indulge them with his touch. His charismatic energy took hold of me. Was I willing to confess my sins to him to feel his touch? In that moment he gently placed both hands on my waist from behind slowly turning me around and kissed my lips softly amid the now silent chaos. I too, was only able to inhale after his lips touched mine. I could hear the lovelies in the room exhale from a distance. He took a little piece of my heart in that moment, placing it safely next to his.

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We continued to meander effortlessly through the crowd sharing intimate thoughts through our eyes. My finger tips were drawn towards the silky black scintillating paint of a Thruxton. Following the curve of the tank I imagined it to be his skin. At that moment we were alone in the room. Time stood still. I slowly traced his deep ebony silhouette wondering what would happen next, if I touched him. I felt his warmth. I closed my eyes to absorb the heat that radiated from his strong body leading with my chest, arms at my sides like I was soaking up the warm summer sun and then I felt his hand under mine. His energy overwhelmed me.

He continued to gently brushing against me making me pause each time. I had to remind myself we were not alone. Our electricity leaped back and forth from his skin to mine each time we were near.

I felt safe to explore knowing he was there. His presence electrified me. I was alone with him in a room full of eyes aware of the chemistry building between us. I could no longer hold onto my secret. It was falling like sand through the cracks of my walls I so bravely build over the years.

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Facial Hair is Sexy…

There is no better place to find yourself than the world our distracted minds naturally send us. Deep inside the imagination of a sexy mind lies the vivid dreams and fantasies of what a single thought can do. This time the thought that scaled the walls of my subconscious was that of pheromone filled facial hair.

The male energy who adorns a ribbon across his lip is sexy to me. He is growing it to make a statement. He is committed to his health. He is willing to take a stand, go the distance, be uncomfortable and show the world he wants to be here. He is strong and masculine. Male energy with a purpose greater than himself, mens health…Movember.

Facial hair is soft, rugged, manly. It has natural pheromones that pull us in. It can be abrasive if rubbed the wrong way but soft and gentle if stroked in the right direction. It shouts testosterone. It’s a choice, unique to the one who wears it.  It’s a right of passage.

And it goes like this…

My eyes were closed, lost in my subconscious thought. I had goose bumps rising like waves on the surface of my skin from head to toe in anticipation of what was to come. The world went silent around me as I felt his very first touch. His lips did not arrive first to my skin. The soft warm tickle from his moustache came first. He paused, searching it seemed for the perfect place to kiss. His facial hair brushed my skin gently as he continued exploring the map of my body. He aroused every hair follicle that felt him coming. His breathe warmed the surface of my skin as he continued until he found his favourite spot.

Enjoy Movember Ladies it’s almost over ~

Magnetic Energy is SeXy…

He frustrated me like never before. He had always run away. It’s how he survives. He refused to acknowledge this fear. He was irrefutably wrong. He viewed the world around him with a skewed perception of reality.

A battle was about to begin igniting a fire that had been smouldering for some time. I was ready to strike the match and toss it at his feet. It was all or nothing. The atmosphere was torrid…

We couldn’t touch if we wanted to, we were like magnets standing side by side. His male energy repelled mine. We were no longer Yin and Yang. His words were sharp and pointed aimed straight at my heart. He was trying to throw me off-balance. I wasn’t going down easy. There was a fire in his eyes I’d never seen before. He was boiling over with passion. He had come ready to spar with one of the best. It took years to prepare armour for battles such as this. I was ready to stand up and face my fears, willing to lose it all.

Our words cut like duelling swords, each one razor sharp…and then the magnet flipped. I caught him looking deeply at my mouth while I spoke. For a split second he was vulnerable. The fire in his eyes morphed from battle to surrender. His eyes anticipated every word that slipped slowly off my tongue past my lips. His ears heard nothing. It was that split second that changed everything. I knew he loved me more intensely than ever before. I had him in that moment. He let his subconscious thoughts slip through the door and I grabbed them tight with both hands. I was about to embark on an adventure I had only dreamt of.

I reached forward to seize the moment, impaling him with every ounce of passion I had left. I grabbed his jaw with both hands and seduced him with my entire being. Undeniable desire exploded like gasoline thrown on a flame. If we could survive this, we could survive anything together.

Our bodies entangled one another with no conscious thoughts. Pure raw in the moment chemistry that had been hidden deep below the surface for far too long. There was nothing subtle about us from that moment on.

Magnetic energy is SExy!

Electricity In The Air…

What are the elements that make a conversation, argument or debate with the opposite sex so electric? Difference of opinion?Challenging words? Fire vs Air sign? The beginning of love? Or simply sexually charged magnetism. What makes dialog get so damn hot between male and female energy? If you’ve experienced it, you know exactly what I’m talking about. You can actually feel the energy starting to build. It’s not just be the words themselves or the delivery it’s the feelings behind them that come from a much deeper place, the heart and mind. Those words along with chemistry, emotional vulnerability and sexual energy between two creates a charge that lights them on fire! A potential explosive combination!

When a woman is challenged by a man, and starts to fall, sparks start to fly! It might be as simple as a conversation that starts the current flowing. The faster the flow, the harder it is to back away! We get drawn in testing our boundaries pushing them to their limits stretching them further than we’re used to…and then it happens…electrical arc!

Some of us are drawn closer to the current by nature, the static is what we seek. There is always risks involved when dealing with a charge of this nature. We still can’t resist walking closer…sometimes a little too close for comfort! It makes us feel alive on the edge of discovery. The instant our emotions grab hold it’s impossible to let go unless thrust back by the force of our own fear.

When electricity and chemistry join forces with the heart it leads to electric conversations, stimulating debates, challenges that make us reach beyond our limits and conflict that drives us wild. All of these elements can be the making of a passionate breath-taking love affair, and who in their right mind wouldn’t want that!

Challenge Me!

Challenging men are SExy! What makes certain men feel the need to challenge the words or actions of a woman they find attractive. It would be so much easier to just go with the flow and agree, let us have our way! Give us what we want and life would be so simple…wouldn’t it?

Thankfully there are men out there who beg to differ, for those men it goes against every cell in their body to let anything slide for the sake of an easy ride. These men feel the need to peel away our layers exposing our inner most intimate thoughts leaving us feeling naked and vulnerable.

When I was younger I was always attracted to the energy in the crowd who paid no attention to me…youthful challenge. It was the chase that was the exciting part back then. As I’ve aged and matured the challenge is still stimulating but it’s definitely no longer about the chase. Its whether or not I am challenged intellectually that keeps me wanting more.

Every now and then we meet our match. These male energies make us think about what comes gushing out of our mouths. They question who we are, how our brain works and why we believe in certain things. These men are put on earth to make us grow and unfold evolving within our own existence! They are not your regular male energy, they stand alone and are willing to put their all on the table if asked. There is nothing better than a man who has the confidence to challenge a women who intrigues him. They are the risk takers, the seekers. They want more from us than we are usually willing to give.

A man who can make you re-evaluate your doings or simply your words, is beyond SExy. Intellect is SExy but challenging ones intellect is even sexier!

Female Sexy Bits ~

Having written about Male Sexy Bits it seems natural to also touch on the female side of things. The female body is amazing when you think about what it’s capable of. We are able to create another human being inside our flesh with a little help from our male counterpart! There is nothing sexier than a glowing pregnant women. It’s the female species at its best.

We are all sexual creatures, and when comfortable in our own skin we can rock the socks off the male energy with very little effort.

Women are mesmerizing in the way they move. We consciously arch our backs and rock our hips when a man enters our peripheral. We bite our lip, bat the lash and gently move our hair from our sultry eyes when we feel his presence. Men know the buttons to push to arouse the sexy that hides deep inside all of us.

We are powerful yet delicate, strong yet vulnerable. Intoxicating at times! I don’t think we know our own strength when it comes to our bodies natural sex appeal. Some women ooze sex appeal and are completely unaware of it it’s so natural. It starts with confidence. When we feel sexy we are sexy. We can be fresh out of the shower and stir the pheromones of any male. Women are blessed with erogenous zones that can hypnotize our seeker from our delicate fetish inspiring toes all the way up through our inner thigh to the curve of our neck. You are Sexy ladies, embrace it!

Male Sexy Bits ~

The male physique is naturally sexy. As women we are drawn to it for obvious reasons but we are not all drawn to the same parts. The back of a man’s neck can send some women into a tail spin just standing behind him in a line up. There’s his sexy hard-working hands that you visualize holding your face when he kisses you. The forearms that ripple when he twists his wrist reaching for the door. There are the more obvious parts such as the buttock and chest but for me it’s the parts that we don’t always focus on that I find have more sex appeal. The jaw line that leads us to his lips, collar-bone that takes us to his chest, lower back that draws us to his buttocks, all the parts lead us there. Every part of the male physique is attractive to one women or another that’s what makes our connection so unique. A man doesn’t have to be buff to be sexy, sexy comes from within. It’s a natural aura all men have some are just more aware of it than others.

With cloths off the male energy sparks an instant attraction to most women. With cloths on we have to use our imagination. I want to use my imagination and drag it out as long as humanly possible before seeing what’s under that shirt. It builds intrigue and desire. If you see it all right away then you’ve lost a very intoxicating moment of unwrapping and exploring the gift of the male body!

There is no ‘type’ in particular that I am more attracted to. A natural build is more appealing to me but again it’s all about the male energy that wins in the end each time. What I am most attracted to in a man other than the look in his eyes is one who can be himself no matter where he goes or who he’s with. Being you… is Sexy.