Jan 24, 2004 17:30
I could feel the breeze from the air-conditioner on my thighs. The room was blanketed in darkness except for a small stream of light that seeped through a slightly ajar door. I made out a figure walking towards me, and froze when I heard a familiar low voice saying my name. He came so close I could smell the alcohol on his lips and hear his steady breathing.
He kissed my neck first and slowly made his way up to my trembling lips. My body hummed with an inner heat, but I shivered with excitement. After what seemed like forever, he finally claimed the kiss I offered to him. The kiss became ravenous and it seemed like we were trying to consume one another; as if there were a missing piece in each of us that we could only find in the other.
His hands ignited heat wherever they trailed; from my neck to my breasts. I could feel him hard against my inner thigh as he pressed closer to me. He pinned me down; I was helpless but I felt so completely alive.
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{And that night, we made wild, passionate love}