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Animal Instinct

Flesh on flesh. Your breath on her skin… Slowly you slide your hands around her breasts, down her belly, down, down.
Your animal instinct is guiding you. Her flesh on yours. Her nails digging into the skin on your back, you feel the skin peel off and you know blood will draw, but animal instinct pushes you.
She fights back a bit, playing, like she always does. The human in you is gone. You’re an animal. Your hand goes quickly to her thighs, grabbing her strings, tearing them. A soft moan tears from her mouth. You kiss her. Passionately. Her nails dig in your back, as you pull up from her slightly, taking her hands and pinning them above her head
Her back arched, her belly touching yours, her wetness brushing against your thigh. “Take me”, she whispers. So you do. You make love to her like you never did to any other woman. You feel her body beneath you, her sweet ecstasy as she arches her back and moans your name. Her whole body trembles under you in convulsions, her hair is tangled in your fingers that hold her hands, her knees around your waist…

Screams tear the air in the room and you collapse on top of her, both heavy breathing. She holds your head, fingers running through your hair. Her heart beats franticly in your ear, the sound of air going in and out is a soft whisper.
You move on the wet sheets, next to her, your hand sliding under her head and you gently pull her closer. She rests her head on your chest, hearts almost back to their normal pace. You kiss her good night and whisper you love her. She smiles a smile, and though you can’t see it, you feel it. She whispers back, kissing your chest and then falls silent.

You will leave her again in the morning, let her go. And you will crave the next time you meet those warm eyes, the next time those lips touch yours, the next time she lies naked under you, back arched and nails sunk deep in your back. Yet you will never dare to be with her.

13.11 – 15.11.2008
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Alev said…
WOAH. xD Another brilliant prose by you, as always. ^^

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