#038 – Touch

Touch
100 words
A continuation of "She"

She liked to touch. She told Alex that it was her favorite sense. She liked it even more than taste.

She said Alex's skin feels like fine velvet, soft and delicate beneath her fingers. She said Alex's hair is like spun-silk washing across her hand. She said Alex's lips were silky and soft like rose petals.

"If I were blind," she said, her lips buried in the hollow of Alex's neck, "I would never stop touching you. Ever."

"You're so damn sweet." Alex said between her giggles.

If I were blind, Alex said to herself, I'd pretend you were Paige.