Eager for Her Own Touch : A Poem

EAGER FOR HER OWN TOUCH by Sage L Mattison

There was a part of her more eager for her own touch
than that of any man.
She knew the minuscule bumps on her nipples that sent
goosebumps down her spine.
She knew that her thighs needed rough pinches and nails while
the lips between them needed feathers and wisps of air.

She spread her naked form,
ready and panting, gasping and bucking for the touch
of her own fingers, her nails, her palm against her
milky white skin.
Eyes lidded, watching as she caressed and pinched the peaks on her breasts.
Gazing with desire as they skimmed her rounded belly,
dipping along her wide hips, scouring past stretch marks and scars.

Her toes dug into the bed, her mewling cries echoing in the
empty oasis of a room.
“More,” She whispered to herself.
Sweat beaded on her forehead, dripping down her ribs as her fingers
danced, delved and twirled. Performing a show just for her,
moving in time with the incredible pounding of her heart.
There was fire in her veins.

There was a part of her more eager for her own touch
than that of any man.
Sending herself so far afield in pleasure,
through new galaxies and distant stars as her world shattered into tiny pieces.
Fingers paused, muscles clenched and groans came from so deep within,
her animal was freed.
Lingering, feeling, convulsing at the end.
A smile lingering on her face.
She knew there would always be part of her more eager for her own touch
than that of any man.



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If My Main Characters Had Dating Profiles

IF MY MAIN CHARACTERS HAD DATING PROFILES by Sage L Mattison

I recently did some work on my characters for We Need Him, they needed to be fleshed out some more. One thing I LOVED was filling in some answers to if they were part of a dating site!

This was harder than I thought and was a great way for me to get deeper into the minds of my characters. I’ve done a lot of background work as well as how my characters look but some of these were things I hadn’t thought of and I love this new insight.

(these profiles are written based around the first half of We Need Him Part 2)

Jamie Ann Peet

I’m 32 years old, 5 feet 5 inches tall and have some generous curves.
I work as a Creative Director for a children’s publishing company.
My hobbies include: reading romance novels, drawing and eating Chinese take out.

I think every morning should begin with coffee, and every evening should end with cuddles and conversation.

I feel proud of myself when I take the time to indulge my artistic side, and I feel annoyed at myself when I let myself get too hung up on my weight and curves. (I’m working on that.)

I’m a planner by nature! If there’s one thing I’m really, really good at, it’s making a plan and taking action.

I think everyone should chill out about other people’s business and relationships.

If you were to peek inside my fridge right now, you would find Chinese take out and ice cream.

My number one priority, at least for the moment, is challenging myself to take new risks and find a fulfilling relationship.

When I think about being in a relationship with someone new, I feel butterflies in my stomach. I feel excited about the possibilities but fearful of getting hurt. (I am ready for a more permanent and comfortable partnership… and I hope you are, too.)

If we go on a date, you can expect lots of giggling, questions about yourself that don’t beat around the bush and a goodnight kiss or two.

And please don’t freak out if I get ahead of myself with plans for the future! (It just means I like you.)

Tell me about you: What’s one dream that you’ve tucked away for the moment? How come?

Jake Randall

I’m 31 years old, 6 feet 4 inches and used to be a long distance runner and soccer player.
I work as a lawyer, helping business with contracts and mergers.
My hobbies include: playing first person shooters, exercising and poker.

I think every morning should begin with sex, of course. And every evening should end with a good laugh.

I feel proud of myself when I do well in a game, and I feel annoyed at myself when I shut people I care about out and push them away. (I’m working on that.)

I think laughter is really important, but I think everyone should chill out about sexuality.

If you were to peek inside my fridge right now, you would find some Italian, beer and sports drinks.

My number one priority is being more attentive in my relationships. (And beating my current run time.)

If there’s one thing I’m really, really good at, it’s enjoying myself.

When I think about being in a relationship with someone new, I feel energized and horny. I get so excited about the possibility of being with a man again. (I am ready to explore new sides to myself and stick it out for the long haul with someone.)

If we go on a date, you can expect a good time *nudgenude*.

And please don’t freak out if I go chain smoke when stressed.

Tell me about yourself: What’s the strangest date you’ve ever been on?

Brett Moore

I am 32 years old and am 6 feet tall.
I work as the CEO of The Moore Hotel Company.
My hobbies include: BDSM, cooking and watching soccer.

I think every morning should begin with a shared shower, and every evening should end with a good meal and a good spanking.

I feel proud of myself when I squeeze in my (hated) workouts for the week, and I feel annoyed when people challenge my authority.

I think trust and honesty is really important, but I don’t really care what other people think about me.

If you were to peek inside my fridge right now, you would find a combination of expensive wine, left over take out and gourmet home cooked meals.

My number one priority, at least for the moment, is learning to live again and get over the past.

If there’s one thing I’m really, really good at, it’s taking charge.

When I think about being in a relationship with someone new, I feel terrified at opening up and making myself vulnerable. I get so excited about the possibility of a new sub and finding someone who doesn’t judge my past.

If we go on a date, you can expect teasing touches, my full attention and good food.

And please don’t freak out if I take command. (It just means I like you.)

Tell me about yourself: Have you ever pushed your body further than you dreamed possible? Will you let me try?

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(these dating profile prompts are adapted from Alexander Franzen’s fill in the blank. The questions asked by the characters asked are from her questions to spark conversation.).
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14 Real Life Romantic Ideas To Woo Your Partner (or your main character)

14 REAL LIFE ROMANTIC IDEAS TO WOO YOUR PARTNER  (OR YOUR MAIN CHARACTER) by Sage L Mattison

Recently, I was looking for some ideas for the Valentine’s Day short I’m working on and I decided to ask in a writing group I’m part of. The lovely ladies said I could use their answers in a blog post and I wanted to round up some of the ideas.

Below are 14 stories and ideas from real women about the most romantic thing they have done or a partner has done for them. Some fabulous ideas and unique ways to woo your partner (or main character)!

I was having a particularly challenging week at work, late hours, stress. Boyfriend let himself into my house, did my laundry, straightened up the house, left dinner in the oven, and placed an open bottle of wine on the table. He left a note that simply said “Take a breath, I’ve got you.”

My boyfriend (now my fiancé) made a origami swan for me out of hundreds of tiny pieces of paper. He’s not exactly the crafty type. We were in a LDR at the time and we’d watch movies on Netflix at the same time and talk about it while watching. Turns out he was making that swan over the course of a few movies.

There’s a line in my first novel, PEACE BY PIECE where the main character says, “I’ve never owned a box of 64 crayons.” After reading that in a very early draft, my husband bought me the green and yellow box of 94 crayons, the one with a built in sharpener. Those crayons sit on my desk are a constant reminder of his love and support. (from Carol Fragale Brill)

When my wonderful partner says, “I’ll cook, you go write.”

When we were early on in our relationship, I had to fly out of town for several days for a conference. I gave her my key so she could feed the cats, etc., while I was gone. When I came back, the house was spotless, and she’d left little heart-shaped post-its with different notes hidden all through the house. I was finding them for days afterward. I let her keep the key. (from Amalie Cantor)

My partner picked me up at midnight on my birthday with a bottle of wine and some cheese. He took me out to a dark country road to watch the Perseid meteor showers.

My husband proposed to me in our martial arts class. The Sensei stopped the class for an announcement. And while we were all lined up my husband pulled a single red rose out of his sword bag and knelt down and proposed. Of course i had to flip him onto the mat!

I love thunderstorms and one night Himself and I stripped off and went out in the garden and made love in a thunderstorm. Rain, thunder, lightning, sex. Followed by hot bath.

In college, I was up all night typing my 30-page paper on an old typewriter with carbon paper for copies (dating myself a bit, I know…this was just before everyone had a computer–only computer labs had them). This paper was worth a large part of my grade and I didn`t time it right and savedthe actual typing for the last night. I drank a sugary, highly caffeinated kind of pop to stay awake all night. After hours of this, plus other female issues, I thought I was dying, curled in a ball on the floor of my apartment. My sweet hubby rescued me and turned in my 19-page paper the next morning and helped me up off the floor. I think I only received a”C” on the paper, but it would have been worse if I had turned it in late or not at all. I earned a “B” in the course. Hooray, future hubby hero!!

He had taken off his wedding ring to do some mechanical work and lost it! He was very worried about how angry or hurt I would be. I bought him a new one and when I presented it to him with all four of our five kids in the room, asked him to marry me, again. Lucky for me he said yes.

I wrote him a song, and get it sung and recorded. (from Suzie Jay)

One day, out of the blue, my husband gave me a ukulele. Although I sing, I’ve never got to grips with playing any instrument. We were both surprised how quickly I took to the ukulele, and he’s since bought me two more – an electro-acoutic and a concert one. I love that he gives them to me and that we can now play music together. Aww! (He’s a pianist.)

Making me great sandwiches for lunch, warming the bed, being proud that I’m a writer, carrying me over mud puddles, rubbing my feet with lotion, making me garden boxes, taking me fishing. . .

My french (now husband) boyfriend made homemade mayonnaise–by hand, then took my hands (I was sitting at the counter watching him) and gently washed them. Then fed me a little piece of cooked potato with the mayo and sliced chives. Without talking. It was sooo lovely.(from Mimi Zollars)

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Tell me YOUR most romantic story in the comments below!

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