I'm excited to present and promote photographer Caitlin Mitchell's one night pop-up gallery in New York on Nov. 16, 2001. Read the story behind Wednesday night's Private Obsession party, held in the new Will Torres workout space and featuring Caitlin Mitchell's images of Amy Hixson and Sarah Dumont.
We're previewing eight of Caitlin's images to be unveiled tomorrow night, with saucy text by Jen Nash. Come by on Friday for the completely gorgeous set.
“Baby… How well do you know yourself? Your limits? Your most secret unconscious desires? It’s said that in order to know virtue, we must first acquaint ourselves with vice. Perhaps it's time to push yourself. To push your body.”
You pull me to the ground. Turn my face with your hand as you bear down on me. Force your mouth on mine as you grab my hands and pin them to the floor. Oh, yes…. I love your lickable lips as they kiss my neck, my ears and shoulders again and again. As you exhale, the raw sound of your desire rolls into me. Tight and lean my body will jolt, and buck against you as if electric. Uncontrolled, my hips will lift until we connect and I feel you soaked against my thigh.
Hoping to slow me, you’ll whisper: “Don’t rush.” But my body has a mind of its own and I can’t stop it.
To tame momentum, you force both my hands over my head. Arms raised, I am further exposed and suddenly aware of how powerful you are. Your right arm, so strong and defined, easily restrains both my hands. I squirm to free myself, but you hold fast. I can only marvel at the miracle of strength training as your left hand wanders my curves. Your delicate fingers stroke over and around the dip of my left breast, flicking my pale pink nipple, toying with me. Leaning in you kiss me deeply as your hand moves lower. I know what you’re doing. I know what you're hoping to feel. Silky smooth, my wet lips part as your fingers sink into me. I spread my legs wider and welcome your touch. I’m not ashamed. I am yours..
Continue to Amy Hixson by Caitlin Mitchell preview, part 2.