Inside the Erotic Writer

Nothing Really Matters

Eliza understood Rafe’s silence more than his words from underneath him.

F. Leonora Solomon
inside the erotic writer
5 min readMar 11
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Eliza moved her fork through the raspberry sauce that was left on her plate, using its side so she could gather the sauce up like a spoon. The fork slipped between her wine-colored lips, and she closed her eyes again savoring the almost…