It's Him again...
My heart skips a beat
My breath catches
I feel the heat
It's Him again...
I glance his way
My breathing stills
I feel his gaze
Our eyes are locked
My stomach is tense
I can't look away
The pull is immense
It's hard to breathe
I feel so alive
The lust that is building
So much tension - such drive
I look down
Take a sip of wine
He's staring at me
Chills run down my spine
I glance up from drink drink
Dismay sets in
He's left the bar
For a moment - I'm broken
Then my stomach draws in
My skin tightens and shivers
I feel a touch on my shoulder
And my whole body quivers
I turn around...
His arm wraps around my waist
His hand cups my neck
Our lips embrace
Body parts are pulsing
We barely make it home
His touch is like thunder
Penetrating to the bone
Fire in his eyes
Deep moans and sighs
Our bodies grip like vices
The temperatures rise
The air is thick
I'm trembling inside
His touch makes me melt
Such an amazing ride
About the Creator
Tonya Wood
I'm a 40 year old single-mom living with a 13-year-old boy in GA. I've always loved writing, ever since I was a little girl, but have never written anything until now. I work in Electronics and am studying to be a personal trainer.
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