My other blog occasionally has Fantasy Friday, so I thought I would bring it here. This is a bit of my writing, but with a PG-13 rating.
The Kiss
Her heart raced as his car pulled up. She checked her appearance in the mirror once more- straightened her blouse and fluffed up her hair. She was dressed in a simple brown skirt and button down top- no makeup. Just the way she knew he liked.
She opened the door and they hugged tightly. She wrapped her arms around him, under his, allowing him to crush her with his hug, the way he knew she liked. She invited him into her new place, showing him her new place- asking that he excuse the unpacked boxes and fast food bags on the floor.
He stood about an arms length away from him- making small talk, trying to act comfortable in her own skin. She could feel him staring through her. His eyes were transfixed on her mouth as if he could see the words falling to the floor in a useless fashion. His lips were in a half smile. She could feel his gaze, pulling her to him. Her cheeks felt flushed and she could feel a warmth spread over her breasts. He wanted to kiss her, she could see it in his eyes, the longing- the aching. Years and miles had torn them apart. Life has a way of moving people thru, but at this moment, they were here. Seconds away from each other.
She stopped talking mid sentence as he pulled her in- his lips setting her heart ablaze. Years of memories came rushing back like a flood. His tongue sweeping inside her lips. Delving into her soul, searching, reaching. She opened her lips and softly moaned into his mouth, trying to give him what he desired. The years, the miles...the moments lost forever, time spent apart, holidays, vacations ...mornings. She opened her heart and it poured out of her, dripped off her tongue and into his mouth. Giving him back all the time they lost in this one moment. This precious piece of time, absorbing the space between them.
Connecting them once again.
The Kiss
Her heart raced as his car pulled up. She checked her appearance in the mirror once more- straightened her blouse and fluffed up her hair. She was dressed in a simple brown skirt and button down top- no makeup. Just the way she knew he liked.
She opened the door and they hugged tightly. She wrapped her arms around him, under his, allowing him to crush her with his hug, the way he knew she liked. She invited him into her new place, showing him her new place- asking that he excuse the unpacked boxes and fast food bags on the floor.
He stood about an arms length away from him- making small talk, trying to act comfortable in her own skin. She could feel him staring through her. His eyes were transfixed on her mouth as if he could see the words falling to the floor in a useless fashion. His lips were in a half smile. She could feel his gaze, pulling her to him. Her cheeks felt flushed and she could feel a warmth spread over her breasts. He wanted to kiss her, she could see it in his eyes, the longing- the aching. Years and miles had torn them apart. Life has a way of moving people thru, but at this moment, they were here. Seconds away from each other.
She stopped talking mid sentence as he pulled her in- his lips setting her heart ablaze. Years of memories came rushing back like a flood. His tongue sweeping inside her lips. Delving into her soul, searching, reaching. She opened her lips and softly moaned into his mouth, trying to give him what he desired. The years, the miles...the moments lost forever, time spent apart, holidays, vacations ...mornings. She opened her heart and it poured out of her, dripped off her tongue and into his mouth. Giving him back all the time they lost in this one moment. This precious piece of time, absorbing the space between them.
Connecting them once again.
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