The Weekend Writing Warriors share 8 sentences over the weekend.

Here are mine from Exhibition


Even with the writing, her skin was flawless. It seemed to glow with a pale luminescence that contrasted with the rich black of her hair. Skin like that was made for higher art.

She was petite and slim, breasts no bigger than his hand. Full lush lips that called to be nibbled and nipped, contrasted with the otherwise delicate features of her face – high cheekbones, a slight point to her chin and the short feathered cut that fell over her blindfolded-eyes. She was bound in her fragile beauty against the worn timber like a sacrifice of purity.

He wanted to capture that, corrupt it, restore it, then corrupt it again.

 © Nicolette Hugo

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Every Sunday, a group of us sign up at the Nuthouse Scribblers blog and post a sexy snippet: 7 sentences from a work in progress. Here’s mine for the week from Exhibition 


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Up until now, Grace had felt disconnected from her body. As if by not seeing it because of the blindfold, her flesh didn’t exist. Even the guests signing on her skin had felt academic; their impartiality to her body matching her own. The thrill of it had been more about the idea than sensation. Now, feeling his fingers trace over her curves, outlining her and giving her back form, she felt her awareness grow from her mind, expand and become a body. Her skin prickled with its new awareness.

Nicolette Hugo ©

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