Long time coming, you finally sat on my bed. Those rolled up skinny jeans and dark flannel covering your skin and bones. Once short hair, now long, dark against your smooth skin. Your breathing was wary, your lips impossible to avoid, you spoke smoothly, slowly, thoughtfully. I hung on every word like a kid on slippery monkey bars, quickly grasping the next before the last slipped away. Our legs were only a few inches apart, electricity jumping from our knees, hot skin prickling. It was late and there was no reason to go out now, so we sat quietly, anxious each other’s presence. We spoke about anything… and nothing… and everything. We lied with a reasonable distance between our frames, but I could still feel the heat of your body glowing onto the sheets. As the night dissolved, exhaustion took place of nerves and we sank closer together in the bed. You smelled like cinnamon and the air at dusk, and you sounded like a song on my favorite CD. Night wore into early morning and we found ourselves stirring after a few hours of unexpected slumber. Still rubbing sleep from our eyes we laughed in the pureness of being tangled in dreams together.
Yesterday’s warm day gave no warning for the morning’s cool air, and I pried the window open. We listened as the wind brought the clouds closer and a light rain began to fall. The drizzling awoke our bodies and without a warning you pulled me close. Your mouth touched the side of my face, soft lips running over my cheek. At the edge of my mouth you paused and I gasped a tiny breath. We tasted each other, our lips softly playing and our tongues tangling. My hands explored your collarbones, your thin chest; rib bones under my fingertips. My mouth followed and tasted your skin. You sighed and pulled my body on top of yours and kissed me hard and long. You held me tight and flipped over so you could press your body onto mine. You breathed down my stomach, your lips sliding along my skin. In a careful mess of hands we removed the now unwanted clothing and continued to kiss and touch. You were so sweet on my lips, like sugar; you melted on my tongue.
My head was so calm and clear for a girl who never wanted someone so badly. But it was just so right, you were everything I needed at that moment; you touched my body like I was unreal to you, like you were afraid I’d disappear if you didn’t hold on tight enough. I was never so sure of anything in my whole life. With the rain pattering on the screen behind our head you carefully swept your body along mine. We both murmured in the ecstasy of the sensation of our bodies joining. We moved with our heartbeats, our fingers entangled in each other’s hair. Our pulse drove us to finally cry out and sink into the blankets, warm with the heat from our desires. I nestled my face into your chest and your fingers found mine and intertwined. A whisper of wind twisted into the room and I looked up to the window; the clouds had darkened. I smiled as the rain began to come down harder and harder than before.
