Soft (1) (Patreon)

I’m waiting for her to come home from work.

I take pictures to send her and remember how she pointed at the smooth marble and said, so soft

like you.

Soft like her mouth at my breast, like her fingers slipping inside of me, slick and wet, relenting, so soft.

Like you.

She comes home tense, the current from her job crackling through her. I feed her, she lifts heavy, showers hot, comes back to me so soft.