Night with the Escort
By Elle Amore
Force, as my straps fall, shirt lifts, and my mind clears except for a single thought.
It blurs more with every movement. Hands at my waist and below. A sense of urgency from you that had been nothing but a distant memory of you before this night.
Soft groans as your
hands find my hair, your lips find my flesh.
Worries of distant
headlights pass as swiftly as they do. There is only one thing on our minds.
The enclosed space we have does what it needs, and brings the adventure you so craved.
Your urgency increases with each passing second. I feel it everywhere.
Skin breaks, blood drawn and my mind completely
empties, save for one thought.
My hands release the soft blond locks
they held so tightly, and travel to the buckle beneath me.
Sliding past waistbands I watch the deep blue oceans I've stared into almost everyday disappear, as I refamillarize myself with a part of you I've been away from for so long.
My lips begin their slow descent, and for a moment I see the same thoughts swimming in those oceans as I think to myself.
About time.
Comments on "Night with the Escort"
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On Tuesday, January 8, 2013, FadedBlues
(2096) wrote:
....very enticing scene. a parked car, lovers enjoying moments of bliss, til they return to their separate oceans...
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On Tuesday, January 8, 2013, FearlessDragon
(137) wrote:
Wonderful description of a rekindling fire, very hot and emotional!
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On Tuesday, January 8, 2013, bluehoney19
(12) wrote:
I'm almost speechless! Wow, the lustful desire in this piece is quite mesmerizing, leaves the mind begging for more! Love it
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On Tuesday, January 8, 2013, Elle Amore
(17) wrote:
Thank you, I'm glad it was enjoyed :)