The time and place doesn’t matter, it just happens to be a room and it just happens to be at night. What is crucial is that you are standing before me as if by magic. The inky night conceals everything except the stars dancing in our eyes. I can sense your outline in my heightened excited fear.
We don’t say a word, for non are needed.
Your breath is slow and steady, and reminds me of the grandeur and confidence of a mighty river. You know I am stricken with temptation because you break our stares by placing a hand on my cheek.
I let out a breath of unexpected relief and dive into your hand.
You take a step back and begin to unbutton your shirt. The moon briefly comes out from hiding to sneak a peek as you reveal your long, towering shoulders.
I almost gasp.
I didn’t think I would ever get to see such sites again but here they are, here you are, in front of me and we are about to confess our last 10 years to each other.
Finally I am brave enough to place my hands timidly up under your torso and take in the form I knew so well. I trace your chest and the curves of your collar bones with my fingers, remembering the journey as if it was just yesterday. I glance up to you and you have a half smile; I can’t tell what it means, but see no signs of hesitation.
I blink and wonder if I see love.
I wonder if I see amusement in our situation.
Do I see confidence in his power over me?
I decide that I see a cocktail of it all.
I decide to consider where we are in our lives and throw myself in the comfort of our history. After all, history has a way of repeating itself.
You seem to be through of my angst-y stares and begin to tell me everything is alright, that we know each other better than anyone knows us. I remind you that it was my idea and my initiation that led to us facing each other heading down a very personal memory lane.
Your smile widens and you lean in to run your lips along the length of my neck. Your breath is hot and sends chills down my body. I tilt my head and let my hair fall to the side and wrap my arms tightly around you. I reciprocate the gesture by pouncing my lips along your body. You breathing becomes passionate and quick. You take my face in your hands and raise it to meet your eyes. We press our lips together and I feel an explosion of desire and familiarity. Our kiss is passionate and lengthy, remembering each others taste and tangling our hands in one another’s hair.
I can feel your yearning press against me and the slight dampness of excitement perspiring on both of us. You finally begin to run your hands under my blouse. I submit and lift my arms to reveal myself to you and the look on your face is tender, giving me the bravery to continue to reveal skin.
You take me in your arms-one mighty swoop and I am suddenly perched above you. You bury yourself into my ample endowment and I let out a sigh of pleasure. We manage to find the bed behind us and as you lower me you hold on to my knee, forcing it to raise against you. I slowly push myself against the yearning that is clearly evident through what is left of your clothes. You stand at the edge of the bed staring at me for a moment before you approach me-kissing parts of me you haven’t seen in years. Our lips meet once more and it’s just as passionate and exciting as before. Our eyes meet and finally our silence is broken,
“I have missed you so much” You say to me.
“It’s been too long” I reply.
“I thought about you every day, really.” You say.
“I have never stopped thinking of you either.”
You run your hands along my body, massaging and caressing. I arch my back and trap you with my thighs.
“No one has even come close to you-” You start to say, but I stop you with a kiss
“Don’t, let’s just enjoy that we are here now. There is only you and me in here.” I say.
You nod and before long I feel our intimate skin meet. You look deeper into my eyes that I have ever known, “I have never loved anyone as much as I have loved you. You are my everything and every breath I have ever taken was in hopes to have you in my life again.”
Before I could answer I felt us become one. With an explosion of emotion, my body melted into a rhythm and we ravaged each other until our muscles ached.
I flip you over mid-rhythm and relieve you of all your labors. I look down at you and control your hands, placing them on my hips glistening in the muted moonlight. I create a new rhythm that leaves you nearly breathless.
No need to rush as I remind you with every curve of my body what my love feels like.
Soon your fingers dig into my soft skin. A couple more breaths and you sit up, wrap your arms tightly around me and press yourself against me desperately. We cry out together in union as ecstasy engulfs us, turning the room brilliant shades of blues purples and greens.
Trembling you look up at me.
We are still one and as the sweat rolls down your temple you beg, “Please don’t ever leave.”