I woke up in a bit of a daze. Felt like I was still dreaming. I knew I wasn't and I knew I shouldn't be here but what could I do at this point? I let my heart get the best of me and stayed the night. I set myself up for failure.
Trying to get a leash on my roaming thoughts I missed feeling you stir besides me. I almost jumped out my skin when your beard grazed my neck. I looked at you over my shoulder and smiled. You leaned over to kiss me and I begin to grind against you. Your kisses lure me to roll over and face you. Slowly, you persuade my body to climb on top of yours. I stare down at you for a while, then look out at the sun. I'm distracted again. Wrong place to be. Infinite possibilities of disaster float through my head...
You sit up and meet my lips. My attention is yours again. With a few small adjustments, you are inside of me and the syncopated rhythm we are producing takes over my mind. I bounce up and down effortlessly as my nails dig in your back and your hands slap my ass. I wrap my legs around you and grab the wall behind you for balance as my hips begin to move more intricately. I tilt my head back as you trail my neck with your tongue. Losing the ability to control my body, I fall back, only my hands on your thighs to hold me up, as I continue to buck against you, to slide with you, to find each other on the mythical other side... My legs spasm around your body as your last jerky motions let me know that we've arrived there together. I sit back up on your lap and stroke your beard. In our own world, mesmerized by your eyes, I don't here the door open. You do and your head turns. I notice the startled look in your eye as a turn my head to what holds your attention. Worse possibility. Your wife. But I don't care. I smirk at her, return my attention to you, grab your chin and bring your focus back to me and my kisses....
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