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For the life of me I can't figure out how it all got started. Where the yelling began and the love ended. I just wish for your presence right now. Turning down the lights I wrap myself in your favorite blanket and your scent takes me back.
Ironically it rained that day too and after a day filled with good food, drinks, childhood friends, and many debates over every topic from Zimmerman to the Kanye/Kim headlines we found ourselves in front of the crackling fire place...awake while everyone else staying in the cabin that weekend was asleep.
A class reunion in the mountains...what a unique idea. Lucky for me the trip was only a four hour drive. Being the first to arrive meant I got to pick the best room with the best king size bed and Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom. At 1 a.m. it was just you and I, a bottle of Cristal, a cozy fire and conversation to match. I remember thinking how cute it was that after ten years you still had those dimples deep enough to swim in. Clattering thunder brought me back to our conversation.
We both began to feel the excitement of the day and the Cristal starting to wear on us and decided it was time to turn in. I thought it was very sweet of you to walk me to my room only to find out your room was right across the hall. Saying our good nights I leaned against my door once inside and gleaned at the thought of my attraction to you and hoped you felt the same way.
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As Luther Vandross began to belt out the lyrics of "If Only for One Night" you lifted my foot to your mouth suckling my toes and sent a surge of tension through my body. Clapping thunder brought me out of my dream and reminded me that I was alone in this massive Jacuzzi.
Trying to watch a movie I finished the Cristal that had been left in every room as a welcoming gift. Pillows between my legs weren't working and I was craving more spirits and maybe a piece of you would be nice but I settled for a snack. Throwing on my silk robe, bought specifically for this trip, I yanked my door open in frustration and was taken aback seeing you standing there with your fist in the air prepared to knock on my door another bottle of Cristal in your other hand.
Standing there unsure of what to say I stood to the side to let you in but first you handed me the bottle, reached down and produced two clean flutes and a bag of tortilla chips. It made laugh out loud. Standing to the side I gave you a cute curtsy and swept my arm open as if I were a British butler greeting guests.
So polite you asked if you were disturbing me and explained that you only knocked because you saw the light up under the door. "Peeping Tom" I teased and again we were having some laughs and good conversation as we flipped through the channels trying to find something to watch. We decided on "Silence of the Lambs." Hannibal Lecter had me twitching and sent chills down my spine.
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I'm not sure when I dozed off but the sound of the rain and clattering thunder made the cotton sheets even more comfortable. Rolling over to get a better position I realized I had dozed off on your shoulder. You had pulled the heavy blanket over me and such the gentleman you laid on top of the covers. Believing you to be sleep I smiled into your shoulder.
"Good morning" you said with eyes still closed. Informing you that it was still dark out side you informed me of the time and it was well after four in the morning "well good morning" I giggled. Looking down at me with one eye closed I'm sure you could feel my smile shining through in my eyes. I'm not sure why I felt so comfortable in your company but soon I was nuzzling my face into your chest. Re-positioning we were both now laying on our sides, heads resting on our palms, staring at each other speaking with our eyes. When the tension seemed to be too much I diverted my eyes down along with my head.
The moment you touched my chin and lifted my lips to yours I felt the electric shock and my body melted. As your lips pressed into me harder you positioned yourself under me. Taking in your smell pulled me closer to the edge and a breath escaped my lips. When you kissed my neck and began to nibble across my jaw line.
Your arms felt so strong holding me close and before long your mouth was on mine. Skillfully moving your tongue around inside my mouth soft throaty moans released from beyond my control. Another roll and then you're on top pinning my arms up on each side of my face. Closing my eyes tight I felt your warm kisses first on my forehead then my eyelids, my cheek and then my earlobe and I just couldn't hold it. The surge of electricity started at my shoulders and shot straight down my back causing me to arch my body into yours. With the blanket still between us those strong hands rested in the arch of my back, Just thinking about it now makes my body jump as if I've been electrocuted.
Lining my neck with tiny kisses your throaty moans made me more eager to feel you inside me. My panting eased when you began to kiss my shoulder and soon you were gazing down in my eyes intently and directing me to breathe. "Is that why I feel so lightheaded?" I thought. Keeping my gaze you pulled your shirt over your head and helped me take my arms out of my robe. Your eyes looked at me as if you were seeing right through me and I could feel myself blush.
Taking me by surprise you stood straight up in the bed. "When did you take your pants off but damn nice thighs...good lord" I thought. Taking your out stretched hand I stood and let you help me out of my gown. A couple of babies and time had affected my body but all I could see was my beauty in your eyes. When we laid back down this time both of us on top of the covers and your weight on top of me. Reading the alarm in my eyes you reached to the night stand and retrieved the blue foil package I was hoping you had. Sliding it on and then in me with ease you seemed at home and I thankful to have you there.
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Years later you still have the same affect on me. But now here I am alone longing for you to touch me. Wishing I could take all of my words back. Praying the verbal daggers didn't hit deep enough to injure us forever.
Refusing to sit here in my misery I know there's a bottle of Cristal out there with my name on it. Throwing my coat over my shoulder and grabbing my umbrella I yanked the door open in frustration and there you stand. Soaking wet holding a bottle of Cristal, fist in the air prepared to knock, and tortilla chips in hand and instantly something warm heats up inside me and as I stand to the side, I give a small curtsy and sweep my arms open as if I am a British butler greeting guests. You walk in and its a reunion in the cabins all over again.
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