Imaginary Lover

Imaginary Lover

A Story by Ammy Greaves

 Boomp... Boomp, I could hear his cold heartbeat as I rest my head upon his chest. Like music to my ears. Boomp... Boomp... Boomp. As i hold his rough yet soft. cold yet warm hands I shiver. As he places his subtle fingers between mine I slowly follow his thick chest, to his bitten neck to his soft lips to then gaze in dark chocolate eyes.
 I smile and look at my blessings I hardly get to see because he always disappears. The blessings I miss because he is never there. I do wonder sometimes if he is really there? But he's here now so i smile and admire my blessings.
 I remove my hand to squeeze him tight and bury my head in his chest. I look back up to gaze in those captivating eyes. He then takes hand and slowly caresses my face. It was cold to the touch, the warmth faded away the roughness it was now only soft and cold. He continued to caress from face, to neck, to every curve within his reach. My insides tingled with sensation. It was an almost but perfect moment. But i craved for a touch just one touch of his luscious lips. It was all that I needed. I just needed that touch. I put my hands around his neck and slowly lift my head, his warm breath in my face. His eyes peering at me, like a predator, awaiting his prey's next move. I smiled, he bit his lips, Oh My God he sank his teeth into his luscious lips, my weakness. That was my breaking point, I gave into my temptation. I moved in closer his breath now warmer, i could feel the breeze between our lips. I opened my eyes, the room nothing. Was it a dream? A hallucination? No, it couldn't be, I could still feel the coldness on my face of a subtle touch. I put my hand to my face to feel it once more, I traced where i felt his caress on my skin. I felt between my fingers it had the cold warm feel of his hands. It could not of been a dream. But where was he? Was he even here? Was i caressing myself? Was he just in my thoughts? Where was my kiss? Why didn't I get it? I close my eyes to regain focus and answers to my questions. But just then my lips were grazed, a cold, luscious, blissful touch. I opened my eyes and there he was smiling. I smiled but had surprised eyes. Where was he? He side glanced quickly I followed his eyes. The door it was opened. It wasn't a dream, he was there, I felt him. I hurdle back in his arms and squeezed him as tight as I could i bury my head in his chest. Closing my eyes I wasted no time I kissed him. It was perfect. He was in my arms, holding me tight, kissing my lips. But I was to scared to open my eyes, but I did with fear and this time he was there. He saw the fear turn to relief in my eyes and smiled. He opened his mouth to speak, the deep, soft, seducing voice I love so much I was finally going to hear again. "Don't fear me leaving," he said, "I could never leave you again, could never lose you again, your touch, your soft, soft touch, you beautiful eyes and my wonderful view." I hold him close, bite his lips. Kiss him again and close my eyes but this time have no fear opening them, because I know. He'll be there...
I hope...
                                                        
                                                                                        Done by: Amesha
                                                                                                          Greaves
                                                                                                      29/03/13

© 2014 Ammy Greaves


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