His Touch. My RegretA Story by TheOne&Only
There he was towering over me, once in the door, I could feel his intensity. His deep slow breathing. A little growl under his throat. As if a predator found his match. Asking me without words to surrender in his presence. He steps towards me looking down on me. I reluctantly step back with every forward movement. Till I hit the wall that stops the distance. I have been waiting for this moment.
The agony in my stomach yearned for him. His big hands, bare torso. His deep breathing. I wanted him. My breathing became deep and erratic. I could feel my heart race and with each deep groan my blood boiled. My eyes laid low onto the floor, surrender, yes I will. We kiss, ever so gently, this giant was. He tasted salty-sweet. Just the way I imagined he would taste. The day was hot. The bathroom was even hotter at that moment. He suddenly grabs me by my waist, picks me up with such ease and places me on top of the counter. Oh! how that made the juices between my legs flow ever so thick. Leaking out into my panties...will he know? How far will we go? I want him. All of him. He has me hot and wet, where he wants me. Suddenly, he calms himself. Eyes on my body... His nose in my neck.. Deep breaths in, he enjoys my scent...As I did the same. Taking every succulent breath in. This dominate, grown man weakens me in such a way, that turned me on with shy shame. ..Vulnerable and willing, I was ready. Feeling on his c**k, through his Jean's shorts... "Here?"...I asked He backs off just enough to where I can see his face, his eyes elevating up and down my body. His hands on each side of me, placed gripping the counter edge, leaning in slightly..he was admiring every inch of me. I smiled. As I enjoyed MY beautiful sight. As he pushes off the counter edge. "No! Not here"....he said. His sharp blue eyes turned light and easy. He's no longer a predator, but an ally. I frowned within. His breathing no longer heard. His voice no longer under groans. His eyes placed with mine. He is no longer Christian but the Blue eyed angel. Yes! that was the day he decided... Friends we will be & Friends we remained. He never touched me since that day. He never laid his eyes away from mine. Always was respectful with his words. Cautious with me in his presence he was sure to keep his distance. Seemingly, I was a sin. Confused, I wondered Why? What did I do or more importantly what did I not do? Like a pack leader of wolves. I obeyed his silent groans. Assured to stay my distance. And shall I did... .only to be my first and last "regret...." In my 27yrs.
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2 Reviews Added on April 7, 2015 Last Updated on April 7, 2015 AuthorTheOne&OnlyBrazilAboutI am the One&Only, I write what I feel, as I do what I want. I want to write two particular books, so I thought this site would be a great start to my new ambitions. :) However, I also love poetr.. more..Writing
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