a casual evening out
The need to settle a curiosity before the settling of a fantasy of carnal nature.
To analyse her walk.
Her look.
Her greeting.
Her mannerisms
Her.
He was a people watcher. Writing his own script on those that attracted his attention.
She....a fuzzy entity that needed definition.
In that split second of dipping his head to look at his phone....
A gentle hand on his shoulder
A serene "hello" whispered in his ear
A soft-lipped lingering kiss on his cheek.
Where did she come from...?
Pulling a chair closer to him and sitting herself down, one knee between his.
How casual she looked. How beautifully normal she looked.
She smelt as he imagined she would. An exotic mix of a rich natural scent....heady clean fragrances.
Soft eyes set in sharp features. Nothing conventional in her look.
He didn't want to waste time.
Nothing more needed to be said.
He knew.
And taking her by the hand
to the lift
not daring to look at her
hotel door opened
he stepped in
she behind him
he was breathless
he didn't move
she came round and moulded herself into him taking his face into her hands...
"Open your eyes. Please? Look at me..."
He did.
Her passion deeper than his.
And as she raised her lips to his, sucking him into her, he did not care to define her but rather allow the mystery to reveal itself knowing it would never fully do so.
An enigma she would remain for tonight all he wanted of her was her softness, kisses and care.
To be aroused and released with her touch....nothing more."
RB.
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