Crush
Through the door, an alluring yet humble man entered. A subtle glance revealed the undeniable chemistry between them. Coincidental interludes allowed for brief communication, and the energy between them grew exponentially. The time was near. Both curious about the taste, they hesitated, as if approaching an apple chilled with a hint of Hennessey. He gently kissed my lips, melting the ice. His hips and lips melted onto mine, then down my body, sending a conscious shock. The feeling was overwhelming, leaving me with no control. “What will she think?” “How will he feel?” “What will she say?” “What will he think?” “Is this happening?”
I think I love you!!
Copyright © Cathy Stephens | Year Posted 2006
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