Good moment together
Her voice was so gentle."I love you too." I expressed softly.
She pulled me closer, pressing her stiffened body against my own before she looked into my eyes. There was fire in her; a sudden explosion of desperation now circulating through her eyes.
What did she want from me?
"What?" I asked; I wanted her to clarify before I overstepped a boundary that would possibly drive her away.
"I need you." She whimpered.
I had become accustom to her words. Phrases or expressions that confirmed what she wanted or needed from me. She wanted me to release her pressure. She wanted me to ease that building tension that clouded her mind at night.
The tension that I was always willing to subside.
My arm locked around her waist before I raised myself from the bed. Her aching body clung to mine.
She held on tightly; her lips offering me numerous kisses across my face and shoulders as I lowered her onto the bedding.
I looked down at her, watching as her eyes began to shift from one place to another nervously. It was normal. She always said that I stared at her as if she was flawless. It was true because to me, she was.
I granted her kisses. Soft touches to her upper arms and shoulders that forced her to shiver when we connected.
I would toy with her; taunting her with the feeling of ecstasy as I touched the most sensitive spots of her body. Her hips. Her waist. Her thighs. Grabbing at her butt as she whispered for me to continue.
She would mumble my name; her body would beg for a breath of air every time my canines nipped at her soft breast.
She was not only my world; but my escape from the reality that waited for me outside of the doors. Her voice. Her mumbles and moans. Her touch. All such moments that would snatch me away from the secrets that settled in my mind.
"Please." She would beg; her anxious body in need of a release that she hoped would ease her tension.
A tension I was always here to settle.
I offered her my tongue; attacking her tender clit with gentle swipes as I pinched her nipples with fingers.
"Shit." She stuttered repeatedly, flooding my ears with confirmation of what was near to come.
"I want you to come." She hated when I spoke to her. She told me it was her weakness; the sound of my voice weakening her under a spell she was sure I put her under. "You taste so good."
"More."
I slipped my finger into her opening.
"No, no-" It always seemed to be her kryptonite; a gesture that left her words a stutter and her legs clutching as she exploded onto my lips.
I could not help but continue to lick her; smiling menacingly as I watched her body jerk away from me everytime I offered a simple kiss to her folds. She was beautiful.
A sweet flower that tasted like the best nectar against my tongue.
"I hate you." She laughed; her eyes closed as she floated down from that imaginable high.
"You love-" she flinched when my soft breath swirled against her throbbing clit. "What I do to you.".
I yearned for peace. I yearned for knowledge and strength from the world that the moon goddess offered us. Earth. Nature. From the grass and trees to the ocean and lakes that made up the world around me.
My mind had become a box full of secrets and confusion.
In all honesty, I had no idea how deal with the mountains of issues I have been given. Issues I was forced to face.
"You look familiar."
The moment would replay in my head over and over again; the scene spinning on my brain like a broken record.
I was standing on the cliff; my head up and my eyes closed as my senses tackled on the earth around me.
The feeling of the wind. The smell of the oak trees. The sound of the whistling wind and the rushing water that flowed beneath the cliff.
I could feel. I could feel my body hanging on the edge. My adrenaline pumping as my weight held on to the cliff.
"What's wrong?"
I kept my eyes closed; listening as his food steps combed through the heavy plain as he made his way toward the cliff.
"Sight-seeing?" Zeiden questioned.
He approached my side.
"Yikes." He included as his eyes peaked over the edge of the high cliff. "That would be a nasty ass fall."
"What do you need?" I looked at him, curious as to what brought him a mile away from home to find me.
"Well, I have something for you."
He reached into his pocket before he pulled a white envelope.
He handed it to me. Doodled across the front was my name along with the word 'urgent highlighted next to it.
"What is this about?" Zeiden shrugged; motioning toward the sealed flap that assured me that the letter was never opened to be read.
As I pulled back the flap, it was hard for me to ignore the smell that accompanied the letter.
It was familiar, yet unwanted.
My face went sour as I unfolded the piece of paper and began to read it;
Jason,
I know we had our differences however I believe we need to meet immediately.
Tomorrow night. White Diamond pub. 10pm. I prefer we meet alone.
I balled up the piece of paper before I tossed it over the cliff. Zeiden watched as the paper landed into the water; floating down with the flowing stream.
"I'm guessing it was not a letter from a distant relative?" He toyed. "Who was it?"
I turned away and began to walk away before I answered.
"It was Carl."
I could hear the moans and huffs; sounds that she thought were little made a big impact on my mind.
They confirmed pleasure. They confirmed ecstasy and spreading temptation.
They confirmed the want and the need to have more every time she exhaled a long and broken moan from even the simplest touch against her flesh.
I began to remove the little material she had left; the bra and underwear that created a barrier between my tongue and her skin.
I kissed and licked, my tongue drawing circles around the most sensitive parts of her upper body. Her arm. Her neck. Her stomach.
One would say I was teasing her. I would say I was building an intense moment for her.
I could feel her pushing up to me; her body guiding her firm breast toward my lips in hopes of assisting me toward them.
Smiling mischievously, I took one between my lips; watching as her body relaxed beneath me.
I could hear her. The flustering moans and staggering breaths that would escape her as the pleasure escalated.
She enjoyed it. She enjoyed such simple touches as if we were doing something much more.
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